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Poke-able

Chapter 1

Disappear, Dearest Tomo!

By Sailor Creative
(Revised May 5th, 2008)

Golden beams of sunlight filtered through the room. Her eyes flickered open as she adjusted to the light peering through her window. Was it morning already? She was rudely answered by the howling screech by her bedside. Without hesitation, her hand reached for the noisy contraption and silenced it. The girl sighed and forced herself to sit up, trying to rub the sleep out of her eyes.

Last night, her friend had kept her up through the wee hours with her insane prattling and whatnot. How was it possible for her to be so distracting, especially when she was trying to do her homework? She shook her head and sought out her glasses. She was completely blind without them.

"At least it's not Monday anymore," she mused in an uninterested tone.

After getting dressed for school, she picked up her bag that she left on the desk next to her computer. "She left it on all night?"

She starred at the machine for a little while somewhat annoyed before shutting it off. 'I just hope she didn't destroy it with a virus or something. Knowing Tomo though….'

Her thoughts trailed off to Tomo's behavior lately. Ever since they've been in junior high she had been acting so strange. It was just the little things though. Things that most people wouldn't notice, but they've been friends since grade school. Of course she was bound to see the difference.

'Maybe Tomo was growing up?'

She dismissed the thought. "Yeah, right,"

Without further notice, the girl left her house without eating breakfast and started her brief walk to school. It was only a few blocks on the way after all. On her way to school, she would often pass Tomo's house wondering if she should wake her up or not. However, from past experiences she's learned that trying to wake up the wildcat was never a good idea…

While she continued her brisk walk to school she watched many other high school girls walk past her in the opposite direction. She used to hang out with a few of them in middle school, but they had gone their separate ways. Well, everyone except Tomo that is.

'I wonder why she followed me here anyway….?' She pondered for the millionth time. Her soft brown eyes drank in the clear blue skies.

"WHAT'S THE STORY MORNING GLORY?!"

The spectacled girl cringed for a moment and braced herself. As if on cue, the owner of the voice jumped onto her back.

"Thought you could lose me, huh Yomi? Huh? Huh?" the girl chimed over and over. Her arms and legs wrapped around the taller girl's waist and neck. Yomi staggered backwards with the sudden weight placed upon her back.

"Are you trying to kill me?!" she croaked. Tomo laughed as she loosened her grip, "Yeah whatever." She snuggled her face into the small of Yomi's back. "Just carry me to school, won't ya thunder-thighs?"

Yomi stopped in her tracks and grabbed Tomo's hands. She pried the girl from her body and forcefully dropped her to the ground all in one instant and stomped off muttering numerous obscenities.

The shorter girl blinked as she sat there on the ground and watched her leave. "What was that all about?"

Tomo stood up and dusted herself off and skipped after her. "Wait for meeeee!"

She waved her arms frantically as she followed her friend. "I was only kidding," she wined, nearly out of breath.

Yomi didn't say anything.

'Uh oh.' Tomo gulped.

"Yomi… don't!" she begged, tugging on Yomi's sleeves.

The spectacled girl continued walking, not speaking another word, even when they got into the classroom. Tomo persistently badgered Yomi until she was literally blue in the face.

"Fine! Be that way!" Tomo shouted at last.

She turned to Kagura, "Hey small brains!"

She waved cheerfully at the athlete who glared back at her.

"Hey small boobs," Kagura chimed right back. Tomo had a blank expression on her face,

"Well that was uncalled for."

"Who's callin' who now?"

Tomo recognized Osaka right away as she breached the doorway. "Oh nothing, nothing. Kagura was just complimenting me is all…"

Yomi rolled her eyes and set up her notebooks. 'I can't believe her sometimes….'

Before another heated debate between the numb-nuts could begin, the bell rang letting them know that class was about to begin. Yukari was early for once, but she was clearly sleeping on her desk.

Tomo grinned and looked at Yomi's back and stretched out her hands and finger.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke, poke, poke.

She paused for a moment.

"…"

Poke.

"Damnit Tomo!"

She knew the final jab would do the trick.

The girl spun around in her seat. Her soft, long brown hair followed this sweeping motion against her back. "Will you stop poking me?!" she whispered angrily. Her eyes narrowed at the girl behind her. Not just any girl though, no… Her best friend of all things was doing this to her.

Tomo just grinned. "Aw, why not Yomi?" Her lips pursed together, pouting in protest. Her eyes smiled back cheerfully.

'At least she's talking to me now…' she thought to herself.

"It's annoying, damnit!" Yomi turned around and tried her best to ignore her friend. It was the same routine every day. Tomo would always have to find a new way just to annoy her.

"But Yomi…" she whined as her fingers reached out for her again. "You're just so…."

She poked her again.

"Poke-able, y'know?"

There was a brief moment of silence, followed by the sound of Yomi's pencil snapping.

"That's it!"

The older girl twisted her body at the torso reaching for her short-haired friend. Tomo just giggled as she titled her chair back to get away.

"Can't get me! Can't get me!" she taunted, sticking her tongue out and waving her hands wildly in the air.

Yomi glared at her, if only but a moment.

"You… You brat!"

Without a second thought, Yomi jumped out of her seat to "punish" Tomo. She was too late; however, seeing as Tomo had already met the floor in a most painful encounter.

Fat tears pooled at the corner of her eyes. Her head had just smacked against the desk behind her, and her body had been forced into an awkward position on the floor.

"OWIEOWIEOWIEOWIEOWEE!!"

The brunette screamed as if someone had run her through with a sword. Holding her head in her hands, the teen bawled shamelessly as she kicked her legs high in the air. Yomi couldn't help but get a glimpse of Tomo's cotton white panties in the process.

Yomi looked away in disbelief, trying to push the image out of her mind. Why did she even look there? Her cheeks burned with her embarrassment of the entire thing.

'It's not like I wanted to look or anything…'

Chiyo-chan looked back, her eyes innocently taking in the scene. Sakaki was in her own world, and Kagura laughed insanely in the background. Osaka of course, was trying to convince everyone that the squids from Jupiter had clearly attacked Tomo with their "toast ray".

"You're… Y-You're such a child, Tomo."

That was all she managed to say.

Yukari didn't even get up from her desk to shout at them. Their instructor barely mustered the effort to open a lazy eye, "Can you guys, like, shut up or something?" She was clearly hung-over again.

The spectacled one sighed and reluctantly offered her hand to Tomo. "Will you give it a rest, Tomo?" she begged. The smaller girl stopped her persistent wailing and looked back up at her friend.

"Only if you let me copy your notes," she chirped in her obnoxious, higher-than-thou voice as she grabbed the hand before her.

'How was it that she was able to get over it so quickly?'

Yomi's eye twitched. "Why don't you do the work yourself for once, you numb-nut?" She shrugged and tried to focus on the notes in front of her.

"That's Queen of the Numb-nuts to you Ms. Smarty Pants….. But Yomi, wouldn't you say you… owe it to me?" the girl grinned evilly. Tomo leaned across her own desk and looked over her companion's shoulder.

"For what?" Yomi asked reluctantly. The wild-cat looped her left arm around the girls' neck. She didn't have time for her games right now.

She giggled her response softly into her ear, "For checking me out, you pervert."

Tomo's white undergarments flashed again in her mind which caused Yomi's face to flush with intense heat. She almost resisted the urge to smack her across the back of the head.

Almost.

xxxxxx Later that day

"You didn't have to hit me so hard," Tomo complained, rubbing the back of her head. It was bad enough that Yomi had already given her the silent treatment, among other things that day.

'Why is she so… blah today?' Tomo thought to herself.

Yomi shrugged while noticing the faint blush gracing her own face when she remembered by she hit Tomo in the first place. "Can I just eat my lunch in peace?"

Tomo had already finished her lunch and was steadily working on stealing some of Yomi's. However, it didn't look like she would get away with it today.

"Fine then," she pouted, folding her arms. "I was thinking about showing you this super cool thing though…."

"Not interested."

"Not even a little?"

"No."

"Are you suuuure?"

"Positive."

Tomo moved closer to Yomi on the bench outside. "Ah, Yomi… but it's really cool!" Yomi's eye twitched again. "If I say yes will you leave me alone?" she asked coldly.

The wildcat was taken aback for just a second-long enough for Yomi to notice the reaction. "O-Of course!" the short-haired girl chirped, "Just give me your sandwich!"

"What? No way!" Yomi protested, keeping it out of Tomo's reach. "I promise not to eat it, I swear!"

"Yeah. I believe that back in middle school, Tomo. I'm not going to fall for it again."

"I swear I won't eat it," she promised, her eyes sparkling. Yomi stared down at her, trying to figure out if this was for real or not. Before she had anymore time to reconsider, the sandwich was promptly swiped from her hand.

"Thanks for trusting me, my dearest Yomi." She stood up and held it high above her head. "Ladies and gentlemen," she announced, "Prepared to be amazed as I, Tomo – Make this sandwich…."

Yomi jumped up, "Nooo!"

"- Disappear!"

In one second Tomo stuffed the entire thing into her mouth and licked her lips in triumph. Yomi's fists shook with unchecked rage. Just as the wildcat was about to swallow the other's lunch, Yomi tackled her. Pieces of bread lodged themselves in the girl's throat, unwilling to move. Tomo kicked her legs and flailed her arms as she struggled for air.

Yomi's hands shook as she watched her friend's face become tinted with a blue color. "Wha-wha-what to I-I DO?!" Yomi panicked and looked for some kind of council around her – but everyone else was in the classrooms eating.

"Ahh!-Tomo don't die!" Yomi pleaded.

She raised Tomo up and started to pat her back, which eventually lead to her pounding it as hard as she could. The wildcat grabbed onto Yomi's collar and coughed violently as the food was released from her throat.

Tomo sucked in a gush of wonderful air that expanded her aching lungs and lay down on the soft grass beneath her. She looked with at Yomi who breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you… okay?" she asked.

"….I'm fine!" she insisted through ragged breathes. There was a small lapse of silence as the wind passed through.

"Yomi…."

"Yeah?

"Where you… really worried about me?" the girl asked meekly.

Yomi's heart skipped a beat. "Of course, you numb-nut, why do you ask?"

Tomo just smiled softly. "Oh nothing…."

Yomi opened her mouth to reply-

"…It was just hilarious is all!"

Tomo stood up and dusted the grass off of her bottom. "What do I do? Tomo don't die! I can't live without you my dearest Tomo!" the wildcat mimicked.

'This is going to be a long year…'

xxxxxx

To be continued….

Yay! My first Azumanga daioh fic (Remix)! I have a lot of ideas planned for it, and I hope you all will enjoy reading my story. I'm sorry that everything started out so slow… I have a lot of things planned for this fiction and I hope that you readers will join me on this ride.

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