Haha! New fanfic instead of updating the old ones! /shot

Anyways, couldn't help but write this one down and it just got longer and longer and - you get the point. And hey, I'm also writing the next chapter for Flip: Tail's End right now so expect that t o update... soon... (my definition of soon)

I'm also busy with the actual game itself...

Classes that currently spotlighted(For appearance purposes):

Aisha - EM (With glasses!)

Elsword - LK

Rena- WS

Disclaimer: I do not own Elsword.

"Hurry, this way!" The weary red haired knight pleaded urgently, taking the small hands of a girl with a hood, though her lavender hair was faintly visible as it rested past her shoulders. She was clocked from neck to toes while her face was scratched up as if she had been in a fight. Well, it wasn't that far away from the truth.

Worried filled eyes glued themselves to the beautiful red hair of her knight's back... And the scene disappeared as if it was just an illusion.

...

"Wait, what are you doing?! Unbind me this instant! We have no time for this, we need to escape!"

"I'm sorry, my knight."

"No… No you can't! I have to stay by your side Princess! Princess!"

Purple eyes fluttered open as the figure bolted up from her sleep in a state of shock. Her breathing was heavy and sweat was present on her face as if she had just came back from running.

"W-what…?" The purplette breathed, clutching on the hem of her blanket; her eyes widening still from the dream she just had. She reached for a pair of glasses resting on the nightstand beside her bed and looked around, checking just to make sure she was in her room. Moonlight seeping through her windows, illuminating her room in a rays of light of a slight bluish color. Seeing her familiar surrounding calmed her down quite effectively, though she didn't know what she was worked up over in the first place.

"What a… weird dream." The girl mumbled to herself, then looked to the tome on the nightstand and shook her head subtly. "Shouldn't have stayed up reading that book..."

She decided to go back to her slumber, but ended up trying to go to sleep for the duration of the night. Before she knew it, morning was upon her.

...

"Aisha?" Someone called from beyond the purplette's room. When no response came, the person increased their volume. "AISHA!"

"Ngh..." Said girl mumbled, giving a wince as she finally took notice of the sunlight directed at her lidded eyes. Slowly, but surely, Aisha woke up from the horrible night's effort to sleep.

Aisha pushed herself up, slow as a turtle, and rubbed her eyes with one hand while the other reached for her glasses that she set back down last night.

A knock came at the door, followed by the knob turning. Once opened, a middle-aged woman with the same colored hair as Aisha entered. Her brows furrowed when she saw that the younger purplette was still in bed. "Is there something wrong Aisha? You never woke up this late before."

"... late?" Said girl took a while to process that before she looked at her clock.

7:44 AM

She blinked. Once. Twice. Three times before it finally registered. It was 7:44 in the morning. School starts promptly at 8 AM. The time it takes for her to get there would be about ten minutes, so she would have about six minutes to...

"AAAHHHH!" Aisha panicked instantly, realizing she was going to be late to class if she doesn't get going. In an attempt to get out of her bed, she slipped on her blanket and ended up in a heap of mess on the floor. She promptly picked herself up, ignoring the pain from falling.

"Noah! Why didn't you tell me that I overslept?!" She exclaimed as she dashed for the bathroom.

The elder was nonplused as she watched Aisha rushed through everything. "I thought you were already awake but just decided to stay in your room."

Once Aisha was done with her morning routines, she returned to her room and opened her closet for a change of clothes to put on.

"Well I - It's just that - There was this dream - couldn't sleep - I'm going to be late!" She tried to explain everything as she shuffled through her room in an attempt to change out of her pajamas and into her shirt and skirt at the same time.

Again, she slipped and landed on her haunches, her glasses askew. The good thing was that she got her school clothes on before she fell.

Noah didn't really understand Aisha through her broken sentences, and what she could comprehend didn't really match up with the current situation.

"If you couldn't sleep, I think you're developing insomnia. You been staying up too late reading." She merely commented with underlying scolding

The younger purplette tied her red ribbon tie around her collar as her peripheral hearing picked up on Noah's words.

"Right right." Aisha replied absentmindedly, slipping into her navy blue cardigan. "Sorry Noah, love to continue this, but I'm in a rush!"

She gathered her things into her navy blue school bag and ran down the stairs, two steps at a time. She took a piece of toast in lieu of sitting down to enjoy breakfast and bolted for the door. She put the toast in her mouth as she put her shoes on, tap them against the floor, and open the door.

"Mmpgh Nmm!" She hollered to the older purplette, who was just not coming down from the second floor, before being on her merry way to school.

Even if Noah couldn't understand that, she could pretty much guess that she was saying goodbye.

She sighed. "Even if I'm not her mom, I still worry for her."

…

Aisha flushed when she got to class after the bell rang. Her classmates' eyes and her teacher's disappointment gaze boring into her was not an ideal way to start the day. It was the first time she was ever late to school as well!

Aisha collapsed on her desk, moping over how it was permanently going to ruin her attendance record - which had been perfect up until now.

She sighed, straightening up and resting the side on her face in her palm as she looked out at the window. Usually, she would be giving all her attention to the teachers who were spending their time to give an education to the younger generations. But today, she just couldn't focus. Maybe it was because of the tardy mark, or the run to school that got her blood pumping (She'll never do something like that again), or perhaps it was her lack of sleep, which led to that dream of hers…

"Partner up to do this history project got it?" The teacher, Stella, ordered, which snapped Aisha back to attention.

She widened her eyes slightly, panicking inside. Project?! What project?!

The purplette mentally cursed herself for not paying close attention to what her teacher had said. Now she would have to ask - which she was reluctant - Ms. Stella, or one of her fellow classmates. Aisha scanned around while reviewing her options.

Stella was known as the strictest teacher on the campus, adding to the fact Aisha was already late to school today, so admitting that she wasn't paying attention to her class would be crossing over to her bad side - something Aisha definitely did not want.

Asking her classmates seemed like a good option… except for the fact that she was practically invisible to them.

In her school, Aisha was kind of like a wallflower. No one really took notice of her and she wouldn't do anything to gain attention, she rather mind her own business instead of prying on another. However… there was something about her that gave her unwanted attention, something she didn't like hearing others talk about.

"Seeing that there's an odd number in the class, either pair up and have one group of three or pair up and the leftover will work on his or her own." Stella informed, sizing the class up.

All eyes turned to Aisha, making her roll hers.

She was a nerd. And what does everyone like about nerds when doing group projects? Letting the smart ones have all the 'fun' while the rest chill around and get A's for doing complete crap.

Aisha huffed and raised her hands. "Ms. Stella, can I be the one who works alone on the project?"

The strict teacher looked over to Aisha, who sat in the back. She wasn't surprise that she had volunteered. Knowing Aisha, Stella had expected that and she was completely fine with it too since she already knew the motive of her class the moment she decided to be nice once upon a blue moon. She did not want any one of them to slack off in this assignment and if being partnered with Aisha would lead to that, then she'll make the obvious choice.

"That's fine with me," Stella replied with a grunt. "but you'll have to research all the history revolving around era of your choice, turn in a hand written report as well as give the class an oral presentation on your research. I don't expect BS since you have a month so you think you'll manage?"

Aisha merely smiled. "Yes." … Now that I know what the project is about.

Able to disappointment everyone when she jotted Aisha down as working alone, Stella returned her gaze to the front. "Now, the rest of you. Find your partner and start working. This is one of those times that I actually allow you to pick your own partner so I don't want to hear complaints."

When no one actually moved, Stella slammed a hand against the podium, hard. "Get ta work yeh little brats!"

… And there goes her accent when she's annoyed.

Scrapping of chairs, shuffling of feet, and murmuring of students filled the dull atmosphere of the classroom immediately after.

Aisha stayed where she was, taking out the history book she hastily packed in the morning to start working. Albeit… she couldn't ignore the whispers around her, which was really distracting.

"Look at her. She's already working. What a nerd."

"She just wanted the A all to herself."

"Why did Ms. Stella agree to her? She never agrees to any of our appeals!"

"Isn't it obvious? She's the teacher's pet."

"Only a geek like her would be able to gain favors from the demon teacher."

Oh the flames.

Aisha sighed and closed her eyes behind her lens as she set the book down. She wasn't going to say anything about it. She rather not be the center of attention, albeit she was contradicting herself. She had gotten herself in the spotlight when she had told the teacher that she wanted to work alone.

She leaned her head against her hand, looking out the window miserably. Could this day get any worst?

She wished that there was someone out there that could reach out for her, who wouldn't just notice her only because she could be of use to them.

"I have to stay by your side Princess!"

Aisha blinked, then shook her head to get rid of the thoughts. Now wasn't the time to think about some dream she had. Now was the time to focus and get to work.

With that in mind, she resumed skimming the textbook for an era of interest.

...

You know when Aisha asked the world how her day could get any worst? Well, it did.

Aisha ran through the pouring cats and dogs after the school day was over, her school bag acting as a shielding, poorly blocking the rain from even her head.

How the clear blue sky from this morning had turned to a complete downpour in a matter of hours was beyond her. She didn't see any rain in the forecast nor was she prepared for this kind of weather - any weather actually. She didn't mind them, it was just a hassle to get home from school, and vice versa, when the weather's acting up.

Muddy puddles splashed out as her feet made contact with the ground, soaking into her shoes and making a mess of her socks and the hem of her skirt while her blazer and shirt was soaked to her skin.

Looking around for a place to stop for a quick breather (she was never one good at running ), Aisha slowed down to a stop under the eaves of an antique store, breathing heavily with water dripping from her two low pigtails.

She sighed another time as she placed her bag down and twisted her pigtails dry - though it wasn't too successful.

"... Maybe I should wait it out." Aisha mumbled as she stared at the pelting droplets. She wondered how long it'll be until the rain actually let up so she could get home. If it doesn't, she might have to call Noah to pick her up after her shift is over, which is…

Aisha searched her pockets for her phone and realized - horrendously - that it wasn't anywhere on her. She then looked into her bag, it wasn't there either.

The purplette whacked her brain, trying to remember where she had put the cellphone, only to recall that it was sitting on the desk in her room. She must have missed it when she was scared to death about being late to school - which ended happening despite her efforts.

Aisha groaned as she slapped a hand to her face. Now what was she going to do?

She sneezed and shivered. That's what.

She only just realized she was soaked to the bones and if she doesn't find a way to dry off, it wouldn't be good for her body. No, she won't catch a cold. Aisha knew that neither cold weather or the rain could give someone a cold. She read about it.

A cold is a virus that spreads from people to people when there's a group of them. And so, during winter, when people stay huddled in the same place and don't move around, they have more chances of catching a cold from another and it'll only lead to a chain reaction.

So no, she wasn't going to be sick, but being wet wouldn't do her any good either. Noah would freak and she wouldn't hear the end it.

Aisha turned to the shop behind her, reading the name that was painted on glass window in fancy letters.

[Elf's Antiques]

"Elf?" Aisha mumbled in confusion. The owner of the shop must be into those kind of fantasies.

Subsequently, she found it weird how she had never came upon this store before. The location was actually on her way to and from school so how could she possibly miss it since she always traveled this route by foot?

Another wave of cold made her shiver and bringing her back from her train of thoughts.

"Ugh… maybe the owner could let me use their phone…" She mumbled and took her bag from the ground. She was about to open the store when the door swung open to reveal a lady with lime-blonde hair and emerald green eyes. She looked to be around Aisha's age, if not older.

Her dress was something she had never seen before, with layers of green, white, and black, and gold trimming here and there.

"Oh my…" The girl gasped when she saw Aisha. "You must be cold! Come in and let's get you dried off!"

"Wha - wah!" Aisha yelped when she was suddenly pulled into the antique store by the stranger. Was she getting abducted in broad daylight?!

She was led to the back of the store, where the person she had never met in her life searched around for a set of clothes for her to change into.

"Um…" The purplette started after a while, gaining the blonde's attention.

"Yes?" The green haired girl replied, then blinked upon realizing something. "Oh! We never introduced ourselves did we?" She giggled and bonked herself lightly on the head. "Silly me, I'm Rena. You?"

"A-Aisha…" The purplette couldn't find anything else to reply with, she just found the girl very sociable.

"Well then Aisha, what were you saying?" Rena smiled warmly.

"Um… Ah - oh! Are you this store's owner?" The purplette finally gathered her thoughts back together. "You look a bit… young…."

Rena giggled again. "I'm not the owner but I'm watching over this place until the owner comes back."

"Ah, I see." Aisha nodded. Silence returned and Rena went back to searching, but no luck.

"Hm... I can't seem to find any spare clothes that you can fit into…" Rena hummed in trouble.

Aisha raised a brow. Spare clothes? She sized the greenette up and her gaze landed on her rather large bust. She looked down at herself and sulked, deciding that she probably wouldn't fit any of Rena's clothes.

"It's fine." Aisha said. "But can I use the phone here to call my guardian so that I could tell her about my circumstances?"

Rena blinked and then tilted her head, looking rather blank. "This place… doesn't have a phone."

"Eh?" Aisha piped, thinking she might have heard her wrong. "You're not serious, are you?"

"I'm serious." Rena replied with a nod.

"What?!" Aisha stood, aghast. "How could this store - what am I going to do now?!"

She looked over to the window, seeing that the storm haven't let up yet. Returning back, she found a clock on the wall opposite of her, reading 7:56 PM.

Did time really passed by that fast? But then again, she stayed in the school library for her assignments, then there was the rain that held her back and now she couldn't get home.

"Oh! I know!" Rena piped suddenly with an imaginary light bulb on her head. "You can borrow mine!"

"Really?" Aisha asked hopefully.

The blonde nodded cheerfully, her side ponytail bouncing back and forth. "Let me just go get it. You can look around if you want because it might take a while!"

"Huh?" Before Aisha could question why, Rena already disappeared.

Where exactly did she put her phone if she needs a while to find it? Aisha wondered.

Taking on Rena's offer, Aisha wandered around the store, seeing what the antiques it has.

After touring half the store, she found most of the things old and dusty, some were strange, like bows that didn't have any strings and bottles of strangely colored liquid that she had never seen before. There were orbs of different colors arranged on a table, some dusty while others were cracked - what she found similar was that the crack ones are all empty. Books of every kind but none even seem to be of this century since all they talked about were kingdoms, elves, unicorns, Ancient Phorus, magic, all those fantasy things. The pages of the books were tattered and some came loose when she tried to open them

She looked at the other part of the store and found broken, rusty robots sitting on the side. It was weird, they looked extremely old yet they seemed so high tech. Did someone create them but never let the public know?

As she traverse through shelves the, a small blue opal gem embedded in it caught Aisha's eyes. It wasn't covered in dust like all the other strange items and there was a faintly glow to it as it rested on a velvet cushion.

Curious, Aisha stood on her tip toes in order to grab it off the high shelf that it sat upon. Failing as she tried, she decided to climb the shelf to reach it.

Once she reached the highest one, she reached for the item of interest as her glasses reflected off of the opal gem. However, just as her fingertips brushed against the jewel, a bright light over took her vision.

"Ah!" She exclaimed as her eyes shut tight. Her grip slip, causing her to to take a fall. She braced for the impact but instead, she felt a pair of arms catching her as a clang came from the gem dropping because of Aisha having to pull the velvet cushion along with her.

"Are you okay, Princess?" came the concern of a male voice. And literally, a knight in shining armor came to her rescue.

"Wha…?" The purplette cracked open her eyes, only to gaze into deep red pools. The person she was staring at caught her before she hit the floor - which was good = but then she realized that it was a guy - which was bad. And after that, she realized she was being held bridal-style, tightly but gently - which was really bad... for the guy.

"W-wh-wh-" Aisha started to stutter as the person came out of nowhere. Her defensive instincts came in and she delivered an uppercut to the person's lower jaw, screaming "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

Now that she had lost her support, Aisha plummet to the floor and landed painfully on her haunches, but that wasn't the important thing right now. She could always groan about it later.

The person stumble backwards, rubbing his chin as he winced. "That hurts." He merely commented and gave the purplette a look. "Is this really what I get for helping you?"

"W-who…" Aisha pointed, her eyes swirling in panic as she backed up against the shelf. "Who the hell are you?! And where did you come from?! You don't just go up behind a girl and scared the heck out of her!"

She does not deal too well with strangers. Bad when it was with guy strangers. Even worst when the guy stranger just came out nowhere and broke into her personal bubble.

… Aisha met two too many strangers on a rainy day - why was still howling outside by the way.

The red-eyed person raised a brow, as if asking if Aisha was serious. "You have gotten a lot more discourteous, Princess."

At that, Aisha suddenly forgot her panic in favor of silently blinking while confusion crossed her features. "W-what? Who are you talking about?" Now that she thought about it, he had addressed her as this 'Princess' a few minutes ago as well. Does he have some kind of Chuunibyou[1] or something? Or was he just delusional?

She started to look him over, finding his spiky red hair all over the place, which made Aisha wonder if he had ever bother combing it. His clothes were… old fashion, or rather, not even of this century.

Aisha wasn't that into the latest fashion trends but she knew that red, white, and black clothing covered in armor does not go into the 21st century.

The redhead knitted his brows together and tilted his head to the side cluelessly. "Are you not…" He trailed, then his eyes darted to the corners suddenly. It was then that he took in his surroundings.

"... Rena?" He muttered to which Aisha caught.

The purplette eyed the boy suspiciously. He knows Rena…? Then he should be trustable… right? Aisha thought skeptically to herself. The purplette reasoned that the greenette emitted an easy-going and friendly aura that makes it easy for any kind of people to approach. The purplette doesn't really trust a lot of people she had met for the first time, but Rena was the exception. That bubbly, dependable smile of hers was hard to ignore.

"Are you… a friend of Rena's?" Aisha decided to query, cautiously.

The armor clad male returned his gaze back to Aisha. Again, doubt settled in his red orbs. "Yes. Do you not know that already?"

"Hah?" Aisha replied, slightly with incredulity. She found his speech weird but she didn't pay it any heed for now. "Why would I? I just met her when I was trying to find a place to wait the rain out - and I just met you too!"

"But…" The redhead frowned, but then scrutinized at the purplette. "It's raining?"

Aisha rolled her eyes. "Duh, it's raining cats and dogs out there. Where have you been?"

He ignored her churlish tone and continued. "More importantly, you were out there before coming to this place for shelter?"

"... What of it?" Aisha shot back, narrowing her eyes.

"You're wet." He stated the obvious. "You should be more careful or you'll catch a cold."

"..." Aisha just looked at him.

"What?" The red haired boy inquired, but then seemed to have changed the subject when he looked around. "Ah… I should get you something to dry off with."

"You do know that I won't catch a cold simply by being in the rain right?" Aisha finally commented, but it wasn't exactly what she had in mind. She should be asking who he was!

The redhead blinked. "You don't?"

Aisha sighed, finally getting up. "Never mind. It's not like a lot of people know that fact anyways."

She made her way back to where she had left her schoolbag and saw that Rena haven't came back.

"Where is she - wait…" Aisha shot her gaze back to the redhead. "Didn't you say you know Rena?"

"Yes." was his reply.

"And you mentioned you just saw her… right?"

"Perhaps." He replied back uncertainly. "I detected movement within this building but I'm not sure if it's Rena."

The purplette sighed as she slumped down to the chair. "Great… how long does it take to get her phone? I really need to get back home before Noah throws a fit."

"What do you mean by -" The redhead's eyes widened by a fraction as he lunged for Aisha. "Princess, watch out!"

"Huh?" was what she was able to say before the still-a-stranger-to-Aisha pushed her off her chair.

His hand was placed on the other side of Aisha's head -successfully locking her to the floor- as he crawled back up next to her.

The purplete's eye twitched. "What the hell are you doing?" She asked through gritted teeth. She was refraining herself from calling the boy a pervert since one, that would be rude to say to a stranger; two, he was a stranger; and three, Aisha does not accuse anyone of anything unless she absolutely knew it was true. But the knight-wannabe was coming close to being accused.

"Stay down." The boy hissed before looking off to the side. "Who's there?"

All of a sudden, there was a chime and a small breeze that brushed against his face. He nodded his head to no one in particular and picked Aisha from the ground.

"W-w-wait! Wh-what are you doing?!" The purplette stammered as she was being carried bridal-style.

"It's not safe here anymore Princess." He replied. "We need to leave."

"Hah?!" Aisha did not understand what he was talking about and she definitely did not want to go with him. And so, she started to thrash about in his arms. "Let go of me this instant!"

He didn't reply. Instead, he made a 180 turn and suddenly grimaced, gritting his teeth while Aisha didn't quite catch what was happening. There was nothing there…

"Let's go…" He mumbled, making his way for the door.

"W-wait - it's still raining!" Aisha exclaimed as they were met with a strong gust of wind outside.

Without hesitance, the boy ran through the howling wind with Aisha in his arms.

I'm being abducted! Aisha thought in panic and then she realized something else. "MY SCHOOLBAG!"

The redhead person stopped, looking at the purplette blankly before putting her feet down and showing her a navy blue schoolbag. "You mean this?"

"You got it!" Aisha exclaimed, relieved, as she took her possession back. "Thank El, you picked it up. I have all my homework in there!" That moment only lasted for a second before Aisha punched the boy in the guts. "AND GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME YOU PERVERT!"

Ah… she said it.

"Ow…." The boy groaned, clutching his side. "I'm not a punching bag, Princess."

Aisha huffed indignantly, "Quit calling me that!" She then looked around, seeing that they were far from the antique store by now.

She heaved a sigh but it was drowned out by the pit-patting of the rain, though it seemed to have lightened up already. "I guess I should just try to get back home in the rain…"

The purplette looked at the red haired boy, seeing him soaked in that weird outfit of his - seriously, did he get them at the antique store and decided to wear them? The boy definitely stood out but she couldn't help but wonder if she should leave him or…

"Hey." Aisha started, immediately gaining the boy's attention. "Do you want to come over to my house to dry off? It's not that far away."

She mentally hit her head against a wall for deciding to offer him help.

The knight-wannabe blinked, then smiled warmly - one that could kill many girls within sight. "That would be great. Thank you."

"Right." Aisha said placidly, unaffected by the handsome smile, then groaned. "Noah should probably be home by now too… I'm not looking forward to her scolding..."

[1] Similar to 8th grade syndrome.

I swear, I didn't intentionally want to make this chapter long, no future chapters. I just didn't know when to stop! QQ

Future chapters won't be like this... I hope. I don't want them to be.

Even though this is a partial school fanfic(but... it gets complicated...), I might actually write one that's focused solely on that.