Innocent Raccoon Presents

Mahou Shoujo Lyrical Nanoha Fan Fiction :

Strike Love

[Edit : Fixed the 'sneak preview' at the end and a random typo]

/AN : I'll try and keep this as short as possible ; For all those having read Love Left Unspoken (or the foreword of the ch1) this is the fic referred to. The rest of y'all, greetings and nice to meet you, Innocent Raccoon here, I am humbled to make your acquaintance. This is my attempt on trying a new kind of (for this one) NanoFate(-ish) story, as well as the second of the two reasons why I settled on Nanoha-franchise (at least at first).
The rating is there for a reason, good reason, and if there's a chapter with even more lemonish reason, I'll try and give a heads up first.

This is a non-magical AU with sports replacing magic (still don't know if I write them play or not) and where Midchilda is a 'real' country somewhere in Asia. This could be categorized 'Coming of age / slice of life / romantic drama with a weird humor and a touch of sports, mystery and sexy twists on the mix.'
With AU comes OOC, the rest of their peculiarities will, hopefully, come explained as the story goes on.

Also.. For people reading this cursive author rambling part, Luv Ya, seriously, I do! And that aside, this fic will contain apparently random songs of various genres, and listening those is not a prerequisite for enjoying this story, and the choice is left at your own discretion. Most of the songs are merely referential anyhow, or at best, character related. Should they carry an actual influence on the story, it will be mentioned.

In this opening chapter referred songs are :

Fall out boy (ft. Demi Lovato) - Irresistible [so called Theme-song]

A.F.I. - Love Like Winter [A random song on Fate's music player]

Now, with that cleared, all I ask is to relax, sit back, and watch how this plays out (:

Disclaimer : I hereby declare that I hold no rights nor claims nor do I wish to pretend I did, to any or all works referenced in this humble work of mine. I own neither MSLN multimedia franchise, nor any other part of this story. I do have permission to use this plot for this specific fic, however.

You know the feeling when you work hard, put all your effort into something, really try your best, and all of a sudden someone decides to come waltzing in messing it up, completely, like poof, everything flies right out the window leaving only an intense head ache and an extremely dumb look on your face when you stare at the one who pulled your life upside down by just standing there, at a wrong place at a very wrong time?

I didn't know it back then, but apparently, it's called falling in love.

Well, the falling part I can concur.

The jury is still out on the rest.

~Takamachi Nanoha

MSLN FF – Strike Love

May 5th – Early Morning

Midchilda North – Belkan Region

Yagami/Klarer Residence

Threads of auburn glistened in the light of the waking sun. A drop glimmered as it trailed along the hairline drifting down to a flushed heated cheek and onto the soft purple pillow dampened with the sweat dripping from the girl above it.

Small, soft, yet full lips parted with a faint moan as the head turned back in shivers.

With each whimpered breath heaved out, the lean well-toned back arched more, and more, and more, short nails driving into the mattress as the girl gasped loud, and groaned.

"Takamachi.." Weak voice whispered near the ear burning in red. "Takamachi..!"

"Mmh.. Yess.. Oh..!" Sapphire blue eyes flashed wide open thrown up, almost around, and then shut tight as the body shook in intense rapture.

"Wake up, Takamachi. Wake up, NOW!"

"What the-" *BONK!* "OW!"

"Au-au-hauu~"

The sweaty, slowly panting brunette lifted her bewildered gaze, now a bit hazy from the bump her aching head had to endure when she had bolted up colliding with the head of a small girl hovering near on the bedside.

"I should have let Vita-chan wake you.. For.. Various reasons.." A pink flush filled the small face half-covered by the long light blue hair as she waved from side to side holding her head in an effort to cast aside both, the pain from the sudden headbutt, and the shy embarrassment that rose within her with the display she had just now gotten.

The sapphire eyes beside her blinked for a moment, trying to get a quick grasp on the situation.

She was lying on a large wide bed covered with purple satin sheets wearing only her peach colored bra that was, for a reason yet to be explained, unhooked and barely attached, and a matching set of panties that were completely drenched with, judging from her very recent experience, bodily fluids she did not want to put too much thought into at the given moment.

Okay, so I had an ..*ahem* a dream. A vivid, disturbing wet dream but only a dream nonetheless.. right? She thought, letting her eyes wonder around trying to recall anything that would explain and or fill in the few gaps in her current memories.

Right, okay, so, as I recall..

Yesterday, right after school, I came to visit Hayate who had her roommate slash distant relative get us a few bottles of tequila, and threw a party on an impulse, after she had somehow found out we were going to get a mysterious transfer student who is – apparently – just the right person to help our school's volleyball team rise to claim the championship.

Then, as the heat kept turning up and the liquor flowing through, I suddenly thought it would be a good idea to join the strip-tease show arranged by the Yagami cousins..

I seriously hope there were no cameras involved. This time.

Later on Hayate kept going on, and on, and on, on how she had always wanted to have a threesome involving a luscious blonde with a body shaped to balance firm and soft at just the right places and a blue-eyed brunette with an athletic yet feminine figure (which, by the way, sounds an oddly specific fantasy) and-

No fucking way!

A loud gasp rang through the small messy room as the brunette sprung up and spun around to her left giving an accidental whiplash to the small flustered girl on her right with her auburn hair in the mean.

Left of her, at the other end of the same bed with her back turned to the shocked girl, slept a young woman of a few years older her long blond hair lain disheveled all around the soaked loins oozing a musky smell of sex.

She could still hear the voices from last night echoing, repeating like a broken.. record? Seriously?

With a blank, empty stare, Takamachi Nanoha, a first year student at the TSAB Academy High-School Section and one of the most promising prospects in the women's volleyball dubbed as the Ace of Ace's, drags her lifeless body up – and bangs her head on the worn bookshelf at her right waking Reinforce from her blushing daze with the scare.

*Bang* *BANG* *Crack!*

The small azure-haired girl unfortunate to stand next to 'The White Devil' flinched and shivered as the Death Glare of Doom flung right by drilling in and on to the short brown-haired girl who had silently crept in covered by a towel only.

"What, it's your fault you passed out." The half a head shorter brunette shrugged as she paused to collect her cool. "Now stop breaking my stuff, hit the shower and get dressed up. We got a fun day ahead."

Yagami Hayate, a self-titled 'The Queen of the Night Sky', was not a one to back down, not even against the Devil herself. She was more willing to face her own death than to give in to her 'faithful minion' in public, even if the audience knew the true power balance between the brunettes behind the scenes.

However, she felt it better not to let the joke go too far. For everyone's sake.

"Oh, gee don't get what's left of your panties in a bundle, you went lights out way before we got to the good part. Your precious maidenhood's still there left waiting for the marriage." Hayate rolled her eyes at the end with a sigh receiving a fed up look from her friend.

Laying her right hand on her hips, Nanoha leaned forward lifting her left hand ready to accent her speech. She had long since mastered the skill of using her full body to communicate. Especially when she was not happy and right now – Nanoha was so not amused.

"That – is – besides – the point." She paused for a moment to think again on her words.. "Okay, that is a point, yes. However! I would so like to hear an explanation why this was on and – right – next – to – me!" ..And pulled Hayate's I-Device from the pillow she was sleeping on, trying hard to avoid looking at the naked older blonde that had awoken from the loud conversation the brunettes were having.

Hayate closed in to take a better look at the Midchildan high-tech smartphone locally known as Intelligent Device that she had lost at some point along the previous night.

The touchscreen showed it was playing the audio book 'Fifty-Shades of Blonde', a parodic lesbian erotica she had had her friends once record, set on repeat.

The wheels began turning inside the shorter brunette's head. Oh... So that's what's gotten her all shaken up. This day keeps getting better and better already. Raising a wide grin on her face with the realization.

"Think of it as a prelude to a come up." Hayate smirked wiggling her eyebrows suggestively when she grabbed her device from the pissed off taller brunette, who gave a glare with dull, bored eyes in return. "Now go give yourself a quickie and get ready for school. We gotta transfer student to catch."

Deciding she preferred a freshening shower over a fight, Nanoha sighed shaking her head sideways and grabbed a towel and a change of clothes Carim had kindly prepared while circling the small room taking curious predatory glances on the bickering girls.

Hayate stepped backwards snuggling onto her casual fuck-buddy as the star of the St. Hilde Academy, third year student 'Knight' Carim Gracia, beckoned her in with the sensual brushes of her fingertips.

Nanoha rolled her eyes on the display given by the athletes from rivaling schools that on the outside had a fierce feud going on, and pulled the younger of the Reinforce twins along on her way out. Zwei was much more innocent than her older twin Eins, and this was not the time for a live sex education her cousin was about to arrange in the room.

"Don't take too long~! the new girl coming in – is from what I know, a very hot blonde."

Nanoha clicked her tongue at the thought, gave a fast rub to the big pet dog with a strangely blue fur, flipped on the stereos, clicked a random song and turned up the volume ignoring the now recovered blue haired girl posing for 'morning after' selfies with the small redhead called Vita.

All Nanoha hoped were two things : to get safely past the god awful hangover looming in and that the 'very hot blonde' would not be the very same blonde she had a feeling she would be. It already hurt as it was.

Her mushed up head filled with a cocktail of all the things she had had to dream about and the girl who had once been her best friend, she danced her way to the showers rocking to the tunes of Irresistible by Fall Out Boy.

MSLN FF – Strike Love

EPISODE 1 : Not the Best Start

May 5th – Start of First Period

Central Midchilda – Cranagan

TSAB Academy

A pair of leaves danced in the air as a faint gale blew by, cooling the Midchildan ferret studying the architecture of a pile of rocks the elementary students had played with just a while ago. The small creature almost missed the wildcat approaching him, dodging the attack only in a nick of time.

He was not going to be caught. Like a certain student at the academy nearby whom he looked like a little bit, he had better things to do, like peeking on unsuspecting girls at the school facilities.

Having escaped the creature he smugly considered to be of lesser intellect, the ferret jumped through an open window, sneaked around silently heading towards the third floor, and slid inside the girls' bathroom from the slight crack stopping to ogle the girl standing in front of the mirror who was making sure she was good to go.

The very long blonde hair was well kept, shining lively and tucked behind her ears flowing smoothly down on her back with the exception of the few threads purposely left trailing the outlines of her cheekbones. No split ends, no excess fuzziness. All good and healthy. Good. She wanted to look perfect.

She had already seen the student list of her class and knew that she would have to face the two girls who had once been her closest friends while she lived in Japan, and the last thing she wanted was to let them think she had been miserable without them. Which was so not the case. She was Testarossa after all. The Testarossa, and she wouldn't give a single thought to a stupid fight that had started for reasons nobody could really remember for certain, but which left a massive growing rift between the girls that could not be bridged before she had to move back to Midchilda with her mother.

In an effort to rid her mind from the frustrations she so did not have but could have had if she had cared, which she didn't, obviously, the blonde stomped the floor a few times angrily, kicking the drooling furry creature creeping up on her at the same. For some reason, the small animal seemed weirdly happy about it, and it disturbed the girl enough to forget what made her so mad in the first place, laying the blame on the poor ferret for the wrong reasons.

Shifting her focus back to the mirror, the burgundy red eyes trailed along the body line of her reflection as she struck various poses trying to get accustomed to her new uniform.

The beige light jacket was left open unbuttoned, revealing the brown small vest over the white undershirt decorated with a red ribbon that marked her as a first year student at the TSAB Academy's High-School Section.

The blonde frowned at the choice of colors but tried to shrug it aside and took a step back to get a final full view on her figure.

She spun around in a circular motion wiggling her butt, checking if the brown short skirt showed too much when moving freely, and came to conclusion that the morning's decision to wear black pantyhose was a right one. At least she had something covering her lower half.

Seriously, the pervert that designed this uniform should be arrested. She thought trying to adjust the hem.

Giving a quick lucky squeeze to the yellow triangular pendant that she had had to hide under her clothes - as the school rules forbade from showing 'excess jewelry' or any 'indecencies' (whatever they meant) during school hours (the time spent commuting included) and she was not sure if her memoir from her late sister would be on the rather vague list - she stepped outside the bathroom all but ready to meet her new classmates.

Having arrived near her destination and hearing the last notes of a song she had been listening played out, the blonde teenage girl paused the player of her I-Device, removed her headphones, stood steady, took a deep breath and flung the door open marching in with her head held high. As nervous as she might have been, she was dead set to make a damn good and confident impression.

One-sided ponytail shook slightly as Nanoha expressed her opinion on the way the blonde walked in rocking her body with each of her firm steps and placed herself in front of the class standing there like some kind of royalty.

Effing show off. She clicked her tongue audibly.

Nanoha had never intended to stand out the way she did. She did not mind the attention she had gained in just under a month, as standing high on social hierarchy gave her a lot more freedom on her everyday choices than she would have without it.

Still, she had been more than happy just being the 'back-up for the Great Hayate', or whatever they called it, leaving the central spotlight to the girl who practically lived for and from the power she held in her relatively small hands.

This and that, however, were totally different things. She was the one person Nanoha would never give in to, not in any sense of the word.

"Fate.. Fate Testarossa." A cold stern voice announced as the blonde let her burgundy eyes gaze around the class before locking on to the pair of sapphires trying to burn holes in her with their stare.

Myriad emotions ran through the girls staring each other down across the classroom, but the only one they could make anything out of – was bitterness.

"Let's get along, shall we?" The blonde said in a sarcastic voice blowing a kiss to her former friend, receiving a disgusted look in return, which only broadened her sadistic smile.

Ms. Gainz, the teacher-in-training, gritted her teeth appalled at the audacity the transfer student was already showing on her first day, raising even a wider grin on the already smirking Hayate who had been simply enjoying the show with her back laid coolly against the window. She was so having fun watching the scene the two girls were making.

"Miss Takamachi, Miss Yagami, as the class representatives, you will be in charge of helping Miss Testarossa settle in." Pausing briefly to consider her next words, the teacher-in-training assumed an authoritative stance and continued. "Your first task would be to explain how and why your parents will be sent another notice of your improper attire. Right after you have cleaned up your face that is."

Nanoha rolled her eyes and let out a bored sigh cursing the crusade her homeroom teacher appeared to have carried against her right from the start.

Ms. Gainz had no idea how and why the two had been voted for such position (not to mention that it was two girls and not girl and boy like usually), but as it was a result of a fair election and approved by the head teacher, she had little choice but to comply and for this instance, she felt she could use it to her own advantage, hoping the experience could reform the delinquents before their influence grew too wide to control.

"There is a free seat you can take behind Miss Takamachi. Now please go sit down, Miss Testarossa."

The ponytailed brunette followed the approaching blonde with her eyes. When Fate had arrived at her seat, Nanoha flashed an obviously fake polite smile while lifting three of her fingers in front of the blonde's face and began talking with a quiet but firm voice.

"Three things and you'll do just fine." She made a dramatic stop and closed her fingers one by one as she spoke. "Be nice, be polite, and stay the fuck out of my way. Now, if you'll excuse me."

Before the blonde could react, she stood up glancing towards ms. Gainz, bowed and turned to leave the classroom pretending she was going to remove the make up as she was told to.

Right then, she was stopped by a strong hand grabbing on her sleeve. Nanoha lifted her eyes to look at the girl seated behind her smiling a polite fake smile of her own.

"Would it be a bother to ask if miss Takamachi could show me the way to the restrooms? I mean, that is where you were heading, after all." Fate did not put on too much effort in hiding her mocking undertones lying beneath her apparent politeness.

"You can hold it in for half an hour. Wouldn't do any harm in learning a bit of restraint, if you know what's best for you." Nanoha spat leaning in close so that her words would not reach the ears of her homeroom teacher who had already began going through upcoming important events the first years could or should take part in.

"Oh, I wonder how ms. Gainz feels about the way you perform your duties, miss class representative?" Dropping the facade for a brief instance, Fate smirked as the brunette's glare screamed 'Oh, no, you wouldn't dare?'.

The blonde licked her lips in response. 'Oh, yes I would, wanna bet?'

"*Ahem!* Ms. Gainz!"

"What is it Testarossa?"

Before Fate could answer, Nanoha decided it was better to cut in.

"We would like to request for a leave. I feel it would be a good idea to show miss Testarossa her way around the campus to help her settle in as fast as humanly possible."

Ms. Gainz did not seem to be deceived by the delinquent representative's sweet tone, but could not argue with her point. Especially as today's first period was only about the schedule for the next few months. Information they could receive just as well through other means.

"Very well, permission granted. For this first period only, however. The rest will have to be done during recess or after school."

Nanoha did not miss neither the reluctant tone of her homeroom teacher, nor the suspicious wink from the short brunette wearing a white fluffy cap completely disregarding the school's dress code, giving her a questioning look to which Hayate responded with a grin leading the two trade looks for a moment, until Nanoha nodded and began heading outside the classroom.

Fate wondered a moment for the weird brief exchange between her two former friends, before deciding to just shrug it aside and took her bag from her desk proceeding to follow after the girl leaving the room.

The two walked in silence their short journey to the bathrooms, when Nanoha stopped to point at the sign above the entrance.

"Here, as it reads, left one is for the girls, right one for the boys, whichever you prefer."

Fate let out a sigh and blinked at the excess expressions the brunette was showing. They may not have had that much contact for the last few years and most of it had not been exactly pleasant. That did not mean she was happy with the way her childhood friend had turned out.

However, Fate would never give in to the girl in front of her. Never, in any sense of the word.

"The same as you, I'd figure."

The blonde smirked.

It was super effective.

Irritation spread on the face of the brunette who already had lost a battle to the girl she had sworn she would never admit her loss, in the odd chance such a thing could happen.

That one just now was a fluke and did not count. She had a hangover. And she was one formal notice away from a parent teacher discussion. And the dream she had had on the morning had left her with a weird feeling she did not want to think about. So basically Fate cheated, so it did not count, so that was just about how little it mattered. She would not let the blonde under her skin, or under her anywhere, except maybe her feet if the bitch begged enough. Nanoha was kind after all.

Frustrated at the way her day had started, Nanoha stomped her way in to the side meant for women and never noticing the almost recovered small animal lying on the floor she sent him flying back to the dream lands with the door.

Fate put her headphones back on, unpaused the player and settled still leaning on the countertop her hands stretched behind while crossing her right leg slightly over the left.

She knew she needed to say something, but could not find the words. Somehow this felt even harder than she initially thought.

She glanced on her right watching the girl who, only a short distance away, was fixing her make up to seem less apparent. The brunette had no intention to just go and remove it. The rules were stupid and outdated and much more in need of reform than her.

The blonde adjusted her position, folding her hands in her arms and was about to open her mouth when she heard the girl next to her speaking while adjusting her lopsided ponytail.

"I thought you had some business here, or did you just come to ogle me?" Nanoha paused for a mere moment before continuing all the while applying light eye shadow highlighting the perfect almond shape of her eyes. "Oh, wait, don't answer. I don't really wanna know.."

Fate closed her eyes with a frown, threw her head back and breathed deep. She could not have answered even if the question hadn't been rhetorical. She had no idea why she had grabbed Nanoha and tagged along her. All she knew was that it felt like something she was supposed to do.

"If you're trying to offer some 'truce' or something, don't bother. We're years past that and I already gave you my terms." With the addition the faint peach colored lip gloss Nanoha was just about done fixing her make up.

"One thing though." For the first time since entering the bathroom Nanoha took her eyes of the mirror and tilted her head just enough to turn to look at the girl on her right. "You should drop the 'tough chick' act. It's not gonna earn you any favors. Testarossa or not."

Nanoha closed her eyes placing her hands down near the edge of the counter leaning on them. She could not make out the reasons why she was going on her way to make a point here. She could not make much out of anything at the moment.

"Was that a warning, oh wait 'the warning'." Fate intentionally accented her correction using the air quotes mocking Nanoha's old habits.

The brunette clenched her fingers, nails scratching the countertop. She did not need to open her eyes to see what the blonde just did, hearing the tone on her voice told just about enough.

"Oh, so that's what the flirting in the classroom was about, huh? Just when I thought you couldn't have fallen any lower, you come and proudly announce you're just a simple little hangaround bitch."

The harshness of both her words as well as her tone shocked even the girl herself, but she could not contain the bitter feelings rising up.

The brunette did not fair much better gritting her teeth seething silent anger.

"So is it fun being the brute? Bask in the glory of your mistress? Is this your new found calling? Really? Really, what happened to you?" The way Fate's voice slowly turned from mean to disappointed only hurt all the more.

Nanoha was near her breaking point, or was she past it? She couldn't tell.

You happened! She could only barely stop the words that suddenly popped up with a meaning she did not understand.

"Oh, yeah, how could I forgot. You weren't there, were you. Not that it would've mattered.." Nanoha held her voice as cold as she could. She wasn't going to just burst out. She wouldn't give Fate the pleasure of affecting her.

She opened her eyes and turned to face her former friend with as distant a stare as she could trying to feign indifference.

The blonde felt confused at the words she had just heard. They sounded almost like a confession. But a confession of what, she could not understand.

"What-"

"Like you care."

Fate's question was cut short abruptly.

"People change, Testarossa." The cold way Nanoha spoke her name made Fate's stomach turn. It hurt more and in ways she could not comprehend.

Something must have happened. Something had happened. Something the brunette was not willing to share. And it made the blonde feel.. excluded. And sad. And frustrated. They may have been fighting the last few years, but they still shared a certain bond.

Even if she had come to hate the girl in front of her, she would never want anything bad to happen to her and she almost felt a need to apologize for not being there for her in her hour of need. Almost. However, that thought disappeared as fast as it had risen when her former friend spat out her next words.

"So call me a 'brute', a 'hangaround bitch' or whatever, it – does – not – matter." Nanoha closed in right under the taller girl's gaze accenting her words heavily. It sounded so irritating that Fate could only flinch in her irk.

"I'm a whatever I want, to whomever I want, You got no say in it. Because.." Nanoha paused for a second widening her eyes in the mean feeling invigorated with each twitch of her former friend's face. "..You – don't – matter."

Ponytail swung with each tilt of the brunette's head and the blonde could not tell if she wanted to laugh or cry. She did know, however, that watching this kind of Nanoha really got on her nerves.

"Besides, it's not like I could even feel you up there, I am all too busy down here to hear you~"

Fate was in a slight shock and could not respond with anything other than expressions she herself had no control over. The way the smaller girl spoke with confidence backing down to no one while her actual words and the look behind her eyes were void of self-respect, it seemed too contradicting to take it in.

"Don't start pitying me when I'm still doing better than you, at least I'm not all alone in my little castle. I'm actually happy y'know~"

Seeing the clear reaction on the face right in front of her, the brunette smiled smug from the reins she gained over her former friends emotions. She knew exactly how she sounded, how she made herself look like, but she did not care. All she felt was the need to keep pushing. No matter how she would appear on the outside, as long as she was pissing the blonde off, it was all good.

"In fact, to be honest, I really have noooo problems, what-so-ever, being Hayate's bitch if she wanted, after all.."

Seeing the effect of her last words Nanoha could not hide her amusement. Wanting to keep driving Fate closer to the edge, she drew her face in so near that their lips were all but touching. She did not know why and to what exactly Fate was reacting so, and it did not really matter. All she needed to do was to keep pushing.

"I am here because I had.." She paused to give an accenting laugh as she proceeded to correct. "I Have Hayate."

Something about that statement just really struck on her nerves and Fate felt the last restraints falling wide apart.

"Ah~ so that's why you dumped Scrya yesterday.. Again." She thought her voice sounded weird in her mock realization.

"I'm not gay." An instant reply said in a way which caused Fate to raise her eyebrows before she found herself smirking to the girl that had lost all her previous bitchy attitude and had withdrawn her face away from her.

"Stalker." The brunette continued quietly from under her breath as if speaking to herself instead of the blonde standing right before her.

"You could have removed me from your contacts or block me or whatever. It's not like I even want to see all the drunken public announcements you like to make. You're so stupid it's not even funny. Or actually it's so not funny it's starting to become funny again."

"Who's stupid now, stupid. You don't even make any stupid sense."

"At least I'm not a stupid liar."

"Well at least I'm not a stupid stalker."

"Stupid."

"Stupid-er!"

"That's not even a stupid word, stupid."

The girls kept making faces while calling each other stupid, not paying any attention to the small animal that decided it would probably be better to leave now when he had the chance. He did not want to get stomped or hit with a door again, at least not until he was fully recovered.

Feeling fed up and furious, Nanoha spun around theatrically and went to grab her things left lying near the sink while Fate kept clicking her tongue and shaking her head in irritation, before her eyes fell on the ferret she recognized as the same from before.

She felt fuming as it was and the intruding rodent resembling a guy she so happened to not like did not help. If it did not knew better than to leave, she would throw it out. With style. And a lot of pent up feelings.

The small wildlife creature was prepared this time, however, nimbly jumping aside and sliding out safely.

Nanoha turned to see just what in the name of the Sankt Kaizer the blonde was doing when they suddenly collided as Fate lost her balance after a missed kick.

The two girls fell rotating as the brunette stumbled and grabbed the blonde who tried to pull to another direction to correct her footing.

They smacked against and then through a half open door, hitting atop the toilet seat and rolled over to the floor landing with the blonde pressed her full weight on the smaller girl.

Nanoha blinked her eyes in confusion and pain. What the hell just happened? It hurt a bit to breath. And her hands were tied down tight. And it felt heavy. And there was a strong disturbingly sweet scent somewhere near. So awfully near.

She could hear a whimper from above and see a yellow I-dev she did not recognize having seen before. Feeling the softness holding her down, taking another smell at the scent beside her head and listening the too loud rock music the device played, she knew just what or who pushed her body down.

Turning her head, the blue met red and the girls forgot to breath for a while, merely gazing each others' eyes lain still in their embrace.

All the emotions they had gone through a mere moment ago. All the things held within, left unsaid, were surfacing through the longing stare they shared.

Nanoha felt her body grow in heat, her already waning breath becoming ragged, her ears flushing, her body tensing. Anticipation she had never felt, not even inside her dreams. She heard her teeth clicking as she shivered.

No way. No way. No way. No way. She cried inside.

She wanted to hide, to run, to crawl, to whatever, she needed to get away from the stare beckoning her to a dance she wanted to take no part in, but could not escape under the strong arms of the blonde holding her down.

She shut her eyes, but it only made things worse.

As she could not see, she felt all her other senses intensify in darkness.

She did not know whether it had only been an instant or an hour longer, but it felt like an eternity.

On her last attempt of running away she turned her focus on the device lying near her head.

From the fallen headphones she could hear A.F.I. playing Love Like Winter taking her back to the days before their fall out. She had enjoyed listening whatever Fate played for her, even when she could not understand most of the foreign music.

Now, her English had vastly improved and could make out all the words and as the chorus kicked in, she had a weird feeling mixing all the biting and the blood and the love and the blonde lying pressed against her.

And it scared her like never before. Scared, and... excited.

The blonde had been out of it through the roller coaster the girl beneath her had experienced. She had hit her head on their way down and could feel something dripping down her neck. This is not good. I must have hit it real bad.

What made it worse, was this feeling she could not explain. She felt like she had been coming to an understanding, but she felt the sudden hit burying it deep in corners unreachable. However, it did not mean it went away. Not entirely, pieces of it kept popping up in a rapid succession with each breath she inhaled taking in the lavender scent of the girl below.

Fate blinked her eyes when the blue light disappeared from her sight as the shivering girl under her shut her eyes and.. chuckled to herself briefly before opening her eyes again.. Great, now she finally lost it.

Holding herself back, Nanoha bit her lip so hard it hurt. She could not care less, if it helped controlling the body that disagreed with her mind, with her brains, with everything she knew about herself and her feelings for the stupid blonde above her.

She bit harder. The smug bastard who thinks she can just barge in like she owns everything! bit harder, knows everything! bit harder, acting like she cares all of a sudden! bit harder, when she was the one who walked away on me! bit harder, she keeps coming back just to fuck things up! bit harder, again!

I know this can only hurt so why, why, why! Why I am so drawn, so.. so.. so turned on? I'm not..not! So not like this! She bit as hard as could and small teardrops fell from her dazed blue eyes as she split her lip.

Fate could not bare to watch it any longer. Not knowing what to do, just wanting to stop the brunette from hurting herself, she simply.. did the only thing she could think of that would certainly stop her.

She kissed Nanoha.

The brunette's eyes widened in shock when the blonde pushed her lips down on hers.

Soft... It felt so.. soft.

She had stopped biting her lip letting the soft sensation fall over it caressing the pain and sucking the blood she could taste in her mouth replacing it with.. Strawberries.. She tasted like.. Strawberries. Why does some stupid blonde just have to taste that good..?

The want to drown into her favorite flavor rode over her senses and she parted her lips pushing up to feel.. and taste it better. More.. More.. More..

The girls locked their lips nibbling, sucking, pushing. It was clumsy at best. Neither of them really knew what they did. Nanoha had kissed before, but this was different. Intense. Not an innocent little peck. Passionate. Not a drunken mishap. Personal. Not something to just do and be done with. Intimate. Not a small gesture. I feel lost in a world with no one else, where nothing matters. Overwhelming. A world too small and confiding.. I need to break the door shutting me in.

Intoxicated in her scent, her flavor, the feel of her lips, the weight and warmth of her body against her, Nanoha lost her reason – and pushed her tongue through the barrier keeping the girls apart.

Fate felt a shudder and moaned into the smaller girl's mouth with shivering breaths. She felt growing hotter, heating, burning, with sensation like no other. She was kissed again, tongue delving deeper, her body was in flames. The fire consumed all her reason with passion flooding in with each push of the girl's mouth against her.

She took the brunette's tongue in caressing it with her own, sucking, licking, engulfing the girl in her mouth. Letting the moist hot muscles lap on, together, over, part and become one, she hungered the taste of the girl pushing in. She hadn't ever enjoyed blood in any way, and now she drank it with thirst unimaginable, something so sweet and mixed in with lip gloss better than any other, nothing had ever been so delicious, and nothing had ever felt so wrong and still so right. I hate you, I want you.

The brunette felt the blonde slipping past her lips and let her in as she had done for her, circling the invading tongue in lavish desire. Tongue cupped another swapping saliva and she moaned on the lips caressing hers.

Tongues overlapping, the girls pulled closer, pushed apart, grinding not only their mouths, their heating bodies had began moving in the same uneven rhythm as well. The strong hands of the blonde stroking, pressing, gliding, exploring the sides of the brunette and pushing under, lifting her heating body.

The pressing weight easing, releasing her hands, the smaller girl grabbed the other pulling her back on to her holding tight. She lost control. With lust uncontrolled pouring in, she felt her crotch grow wet. Dampening, heating, dripping, burning, drenching, aching and her mouth felt as lonely without the blonde all the same. Her spit, her tongue, her taste, the feel of her within. She needed her inside her, deeper, deeper, deeper.

Fate lifted her weight again, trying to position herself better over the girl beneath. She did not know what to do. She just wanted to feel more. What? How? The why did not matter, at this point, it felt irrelevant.

Nanoha despaired the fading sensation as the blonde had stopped to raise her body. She felt lonely, lonely and cold. Why? She could not understand, but that was all something for some other time. She should have been relieved, she so did not want this, she so did not enjoy kissing Fate Testarossa, she so did not want more, but as the heat drifted further apart, her mind screamed I hate you, don't leave me!

She could beat up the blonde for assaulting her, pushing her down and molesting her, but it would have to come later. Now she had to make her take responsibility for the weird wants she awoke.

She lifted her eyes to meet the wine that made her drunk more than any amount of alcohol could.

Confused by it all, the girl above gazed the one below lost in heat, and overbearing urge took over, raising a sadistic smirk on her lips.

"Not gay, huh?"

Nanoha burned with seething want, ravishing anger, breaking need and delicious fear. The emotional roller coaster was topped with one feeling standing far above, desire.

"You attacked me." She whimpered with a voice weak with want and void of any credibility.

"You complained you couldn't feel me up, so I came down on you." The blonde murmured satirizing the words before with a low seductive whisper blown from under her breath.

Nanoha felt a stir hearing her words turned against her. She wanted to shut the stupid smug know it all of a blonde up.

Fate felt her mouth attacked, again, and again with the soft, delicious tongue of the childhood friend that made her feel so much more than she could have ever guessed. She let the girl in again, arching her body in shivering passion..

..And felt herself being thrown aside and pushed down on her back as the brunette wrestled herself on top of her holding her tight from her shoulders.

Nanoha straddled the girl pulled underneath and lowered her hips down sliding against the firm trained waist of the athletic blonde now completely at her mercy. Pressed against the tightening muscles, she shuddered as the warmth of the body she rode spread in and lured in pleasure of their hot heat conjoined.

She drew her face in closer, lips almost touching, and as she saw them lifting up, Nanoha withdrew just outside Fate's reach and smiled teasingly to the panting girl. With this turnover, she would get her rightful avenge and claim the winning point, and the blonde would beg her.

She came closer again, landing right next to the flushed ear and whispered with her heaved breath.

"This is how you come down." She lifted her right leg, placing it between the blonde's, pulled them apart and dragged it up slowly, grinding along the trained legs contracting in anticipation. She leaned her lips on the blonde's ear, biting in with teasing nibbles letting her tongue dance along the outlines of the earlobe each time she drew her mouth apart.

Wanting to feel the heat of the gasping blonde, she let her fingers roll down the side and slide under the restricting uniform. The tips burned in expectation, her mind hazed and she could not bear the sounds of her ragged breath. She lowered her lips again, gliding through the neck feeling the rapid pulse almost tasting the hot blood flowing within, inviting, and her lips pursed and sucked down on the call.

Fate was met with a stimulation that drove her over the edge. Her right cheek was caressed gently with a soft palm cupping it in it's teasing embrace. Her neck was swallowed in warm moist suction pulling the skin in a pain that became pleasure. Her waist felt a burning touch of fingers slipped under her uniform and slowly glided up sending shivers along their journey.

The soft tips of the gentle and so warm, yet so coldly teasing hands slid along her sides, circling, rising up to the lines of her bra, asking permission then falling down lower withdrawing, cruelly. Killing with each faint feathery stroke, they beckoned in to a lustful parade pulling up and slowly riding down.

And from below her waist she felt the pressure closing in along her legs pushing up against on her wet heating crotch aching for release. Shit, I had never wanted anything this bad. She was near insanity. She had touched herself before. Never did it make her feel this good – and the other girl had barely even begun.

Nanoha was losing her sanity. The voice in her head screamed more and stop at same time. She convinced herself it was all about humiliating Fate, no matter how her reason claimed otherwise she had better things to do than listen to it. Reason did not make her feel this way, not this good, not this.. hot.. and wanted. It all seemed, felt, an erotic poem. A kind she never knew she desired to read, but a one she felt couldn't be left unfinished.

She let her mind flee, relinquishing the control to her bodily needs taking over, exploring the blonde as she sucked her neck drowning away the fears, the insecurities, all the things holding her back. She could deal with it later. She would deal with it later. Now.. She wanted to hear the moans, the groans, the -

Steps?

Oh.. F-

She had completely forgot where they were, the time it was, that someone could come, or that there even could be anybody else.

Nanoha pulled back in panic and stood up stopping her caresses leaving Fate in a confused state bewildered by the sensations she had been experiencing, the abrupt end of it, and for the look on the face of the girl standing above her, who had gone around from heated in passion to seething in rage shifting her glare between the two girls that had come in, and back down on her at the floor.

Nanoha was furious. Did they had to be coming right now? Tch! You know you could've picked a better timing, huh?

She looked down on the blonde left agape. It's all on her. I was attacked, yeah, she attacked me, yeah she seduced- no forced herself on me. It's not that I wanted. No way, I am not.. *Stomp!* Whatever I am or not, at least it has nothing to do with some stupid Fate Testarossa! Never in my life!

The brunette stomped her feet trying to come up with an explanation. She did not want it known what had happened, but it did not feel right to put it all on Fate either. Not in the words she knew she would use if she opened her mouth now. She had to come up with something – and fast.

Would they believe that we were tripped by a random ferret..? Argh! Why can't I come up with a decent excuse!? I hate this. I hate you, it's your fault, stupid sexy-

"Oh.. Um.. I'm so-sorry, p-please excuse us." The green haired girl bowed in shock making Nanoha raise her eyebrow in confusion.. Sure she was terrified, but it's not contagious. She glared at the blonde. Or is it?

"*Ahem* We promise not to tell anyone. We totally support you and Queen-Yagami. Please let us go and we swear to make up for it, Takamachi-sama!" Not really understanding the words she was hearing Nanoha simply nodded to the panicking girls, who in return bowed in.. fear mixed in gratitude? Now that was so-

Oh.. Oh! The brunette suddenly understood as she saw the small bloodstain that marked the blonde's beautiful hair. She felt bad, really bad about it. The other girl might be a stupid blonde but ruining such a pretty hair would still be a shame, not to mention taking advantage of it, it's just that anything would be better than to reveal what really had happened here. She had not make it this far by making out with stupid blondes on a restroom floor, and so wasn't going to start being remembered for something like that from now on either.

Nanoha stepped closer, next to Fate again, and spoke loud and clear enough for anyone close by to hear.

"Like I said, three things : Be nice, be polite, and stay the fuck out of my way." She stood back up again, stuffed all her things in her bag except her device and barged out in haste panting, face heated and red.

"Yeah, whatever.."

Fate started to pick herself up. She both could, and could not understand what to and why Nanoha reacted, and acted, like she did just now, but not herself. None of this made sense again now. I'm too goddamn horny to think straight!

Rising up, she went to take a look at herself from the mirror and fringed at what she saw. This will be a pain to fix, and a bother to hide.. Tch!

*Bling*

She reached to pick her device from the floor to see a simple message sent to her.

[unknown:

Go c nurse]

*Bling*

And another one, a one bit longer this time.

[unknown:

1st floor

turn left

'infirmary' (~_^)

ask shamal at cafe if not there]

*Bling*

[unknown:

stupid]

With the third and final message, she sighed to herself, lost wondering just what kind of limbo had she fallen into. It would be all so much easier, if there was just.. something other than this.. Nothing.. unnecessary.

*sigh*

"Whatever.."

Shaking her a few times sideways, Fate picked up her stuff, stepped out and pushed her way through the students.

This was not how she wanted it all to start.. ..much less how she now wanted it ending.

I need to find some very private room right about now. Suddenly she realized how she must not be the only one.

*Chuckle*

Have fun at P.E. Takamachi Nanoha.

The bloodstained blonde laughing to herself at the mental image of a sexually frustrated brunette frightened the poor students she passed by. Unknown to her, a new legend was about to be born.

/An: I have actually kissed somebody I hate just to shut them up.

If there's anything you'd like a say, point out, criticize, etc, please do not hesitate to leave a review. Writing, and especially in English is still relatively new thing for this one, but I hope and try to improve.

With that.. Stay tuned for our next episode! MSLN FF – Strike Love : Gonna Join The Club (It's never just sports in Midchilda 1).

"We gots to shine, and shining means diving."

"You join a club, you fill a form."

"Who is engaged to who?"

*Innocent Raccoon bows humbly and retreats to a small hole, while secretly checking out the keyboard*