Note: A promise is a promise: Here's the next chapter! I originally planned to update my HDN fic first but oh well.

Kasugano Urara

12:10 am - Bedroom

The room is dark with only the light of the moon illuminating from the window. Inside it's bigger than the bedroom of a normal teenager (i.e. Sonokawa Momoka). The room is filled with stuff toys and pink ornaments that scream: 'I'm a cute girl, tee hee'.
Kasugano Urara is famous among the school for her elegant and cute image. She's one of the few person that can easily approach the school idol Ootori Miou in public without being torn apart by jealous school mates.
Seemingly perfect from the outside, however there are a few secrets that she needs to hide from everyone. Something that will easily destroy her image.

Narrator: "Enough with the introductions, everyone already knows this."

"Aah~ What should I do? I can't sleep. I'm just too excited." Checking her alarm clock, she frowned at the current time. "I need to sleep soon, after all~" She made a girly giggle.

Narrator: "Really? That's the word you're using?

"I will have my first date with Momoka-sama in a few hours" Squealing in delight, she imagined the scenarios that she will be doing on their date: Holding hands in the park, eating crepes, sharing a fruity drink, clinging to each other while watching a romantic movie, walking home together and then a kiss!

It was already late and in order to not wake anyone up, she suppressed the animalistic noises she made while fantasizing as best as she can with a pillow covering her mouth. She can feel that this will be the best day of her life.

Narrator: "Did you forgot that it's a group date? Maybe you shouldn't set your expectations too high."

Making another time check, she quickly shot up and fixed her bed in a jiffy, entered the blankets and forced herself to sleep by staring at the ceiling blankly. She stayed like that for a few minutes and then fell asleep.
Upon closer look there are pictures posted above her. It was stolen shots of you know who.

Narrator: "I'm glad to see that she's using the stealth tactics she learned from the club; these are good photos."

7:11 am - The area around Sonokawa Momoka's house

"It's a beautiful day! The birds are singing, the sun is shining brightly~"
Skipping along the road, she felt in heaven. This is a dream come true for her after all.
"Since this is a date, Momoka-sama and I should go and start it together. She's too embarrassed to pick me up, so I'll do it instead." She tells herself as she skips.

Narrator: "Mayhem even before breakfast is served; this is Sabagebu!"

Upon arriving to Sonokawa residence, Urara stayed in front of the gates to fix her appearance. She needs to look her best in order to impress her beloved's parents. Looking at the basket of home made cookies she made as a gift she nods and mentally tells herself that she's ready.
"Oh my, aren't you?" Looking up at the source of the voice, she easily recognized the person that greeted her.

"Good morning!" She cheerfully said.

"Good morning. You're Mokarin's friend right?"

"Yes, I'm Kasugano Urara. It's nice to meet you again."

"Thank you for coming, Urara-chan. Please come in." She opened the gate for her. "You're going on a date with Mokarin right? She's still not ready so please wait for her a little more."

"No problem." She smiled. "Excuse me, mother."

"Yes?"

"How did you know about the date? Did Momoka told you?"

"Well, she dropped some hints last night but was too embarrassed to tell me the problem."

"That sounds like her." Urara commented.

With a bright smile, the older woman continued. "As a caring and loving mother, I wanted to help her with solve all her worries."

She couldn't help but to feel a little jealous with that statement. 'How nice, a caring and loving mother.' she thought.

"So I forced her to talk. Mokarin resisted at first... but I won." For a brief moment, an evil glare that easily rivals her own flashed within those last three words.

'This woman is dangerous' she made a mental note.

"Mokarin~, Urara-chan is here to pick you up for your date."
As she peeked to her right, she saw the kitchen where Momoka is sitting with the platypus eating breakfast together.

'Why is that strange platypus here?' She briefly wondered.

"Huh?! Why?" Momoka was so shocked that she stood up from her chair and accidentally slammed her fists on the table.

Her mother became upset "Don't be rude! Now hurry up and get ready."
"But-" The daughter tried to protest.

Cutting her off, her mother only said a single word which injected fear directly into her mind that caused her to scurry away.

"Eh he heh heh" Feeling a little bad, Urara sat quietly in the living room. "Momoka-sama..." She sighed.

Narrator: "I don't understand what you're feeling guilty about, you have always pushed yourself towards Sonokawa Momoka."

"But somehow this feels wrong." She replied to the mystic voice.

Narrator: "Oh you're finally acknowledging my existence."

"What are you talking about? You've been annoying us since Momoka-sama joined the survival game club." She said as a matter of fact.

"Don't worry about it." Sonokawa's mother sat next to her. Effectively ending her previous and useless conversation. "This sort of thing is good for her. Mokarin needs to hang out with her friends and have an enjoyable high school life, something that she has given up on."

"I remember Momoka-sama said that she always transfer schools because of her father's job."

"That's right. Because of that she has closed off her heart and doesn't bother making friends. She mastered how to socialize, but friendship is different matter." An album was presented.

"I'm well aware of this because I always stalk her on her first day of school."

"Mother..." She held both of their hands together. A sense of kinship was felt. "I promise to take care of you're daughter."

"What are you two doing?" Dragging herself down the stairs, Momoka was too afraid to approach them. 'What the hell are those two talking about? Both of them are crying with a weird ambiance around them.'

"Momoka-sama, it's time to go, we don't want to keep the others waiting." She said while standing up and straightening her dress.

"Alright~" Momoka replied nonchalantly. She noticed the basket near Urara. Guessing the contents of Pandora's box, she stepped back in horror. However a sudden idea came to mind and quickly dashed towards it. To die or be tortured, that is that question.

"Hey Urara, what's in the basket?" She asked excitedly.

That took her by surprise. The only time that Momoka took interest on her cooking was when she was on a diet.

"These are homemade cookies that I made specially for you! The secret ingredient is L-O-V-E" each letter was said with pride.

Momoka grinned. "Alright! I'll have som-"

"No" Her mother snatched the basket away."

"Tch" Momoka glared. "You know?"

"Yes." Her mother replied with a glare.

The air felt thick and the mother daughter combination battled with only their eyes. If only looks can kill.

"It looks like I can't escape this." Momoka said with indignation. "Let's go Urara."

"Yes!" She quickly followed behind.

They walked in silence for a few minutes. She was extremely confused and worried of the short events that transpired so early in the morning. They haven't even met the others and things have started to go wrong. At least no one has pulled their gun yet.

Momoka stopped walking and looked back at her. "I'm going to get rid of this frustration one way or another." She looked at Urara. "You like that, don't you?"

Upon realizing the meaning of those words, she quickly nodded. "Yes! Very much!" Urara drools.

An evil and dangerous smirk lurks in the face of a 16 year old girl. To be continued.

Note: I hope you don't find the Narrator annoying by being a chatterbox; It will be a common occurrence in this story. Also every character will have a turn being the lead, maybe.

Narrator: Should we skip Maya's part? I think the readers will only get bored.

Maya: How mean!

Miou: Maya, you're alive?

Maya: Of course I am!