"Have a good day at school, work hard" Sora murmured to her sister as they both air kissed before going their separate ways.
It wasn't the best of mornings, she'd already spent the first half shouting at her useless brother to get up for work and now she was speed walking to school with a slice of toast hanging out of her mouth.

Sora Azuma was beginning a fresh term at High school and had a great deal of work ahead of her and not just because she was Student President. You see Sora's School has only recently turned co-ed which means the majority of the student populace still consists of the male gender. When Sora first arrived it was an atrocious experience, the boys terrorized the small amount of female students with their gross stench and foul ways. The school was a zoo but since she had seized power as Student President a great deal had already changed but there was still so much more to achieve.

The first day consisted of nothing surprising. She clashed inexplicably with her Presidential partner Kana Mizushima, who looked cute but was really and ill tempered little goblin who shared her disgust of men but that appeared about all. Her student council were scrambling about like ants under a magnifying glass all day after a break from school. It was a disgrace how lazy and disorganized they had become over such a short period.

After breaking in her useless council and bashing heads with Kana, she patrolled the school halls and intimidated various individuals into fixing their uniforms and picking up their litter. A good part of the day had been reuniting with her friends at lunch and enjoying the stories they had to share about their time off even if it had made her a little sad that they had shared their time off with their families. That didn't matter though!

Sora dragged her bag up over her shoulder. Even though it was only the first day back she was already exhausted and still had a shift at the Maid cafe to complete. That was a secret she shared to the grave with Kana. They both held a part-time job for their own reasons.
Sora needed the job because her parents had shipped her and her sister off to live with her older brother who was as useless as could be at holding down a job. She couldn't fathom how he still managed to get jobs in the first place but apparently he was very likable at first and had an undeniable charm. Sora needed the job as it appeared she was the only reliable member of the family who could keep one!

That job was at a maid cafe. It was something that could wreak her reputation if anyone ever found out at school. Luckily Kana worked there too so they shared the destructive secret. It paid well and allowed her to keep up with her studies so she couldn't really complain.

She biked to the maid cafe and got changed ready for her shift. Sora was still yet to discover what character she was supposed to play in the team. Everyone had a place in the maid cafe and Sora wasn't sure where she belonged yet. Annoyingly Kana fitted in perfectly with her "cuteness" and had everyone eating from the palm of her hand.

Sora pulled on her stockings and stood to look in her locker mirror. She was embarrassed to look at herself. The maid costume accentuated her bust and the skirt skimmed her an inch too far above her knee. Her auburn hair was half tied up with a black bow and the rest of her hair trailed down her back in waves. She felt a little vulnerable. Shaking her head she scowled at herself and curled a bicep.

"No, lets do this Azuma! Game face on."

Sora placed some empty plates into the washing up machine and switched it on as she heard the front door bell jingle again. More customers, today felt busy thanks to their low staff. She straightened out her uniform before walking out into the cafe to check someone was greeting the latest customers. That's when she caught sight of Kana standing face to face with Seiji Makatobi!

"Kana Mizushima?" He cocked his head sideways curiously. "You...Work here?"

Sora flung herself backwards through the door in horror. What was he doing here?! She cowered in the safety of the back room, ignoring the strange looks she received from the cooks. What were the odds of him coming all the way to the next neighborhood and to this cafe out of all the cafes. She never pinned him as the type to visit maid cafes.

She denied herself the temptation of peering back into the cafe to see what was happening. Kana was lost to the world of public humiliation now but not Sora, she still had a chance!

"Someone needs to empty the bins" The manager suddenly called.

"I'll do it!" Sora quickly exclaimed. Snatching up the black bin liners she dragged them over to the back door and slipped outside. After she dumped them in the metal bins in the side alley she lent against the wall there and wiped her forehead. Maybe she could pretend she was feeling ill and go home.

She felt bad for Kana, but she couldn't risk both student presidents getting shot down for being maids. The humiliation, the embarrassment, the very idea of losing her hard earned reputation made her want to shrivel up and die. It will all be fine she told herself firmly. She'd go home feeling sick and Kana would just have to take one for the team.

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Ikari and kind-hearted? Even in another life, this assumption can never be registered as something possible. Ikari while not rotten to the core, he was still someone who didn't care about other's misery. The same as today. Like always, Ikari roamed around the night before school started again, hung out with friends and stayed up late. Somehow or another, the next morning he woke up at a woman's place who even nicely dished him breakfast. In fact, Ikari felt she was overly nice.

Then he spotted that magazine. A very old one, that seemed to have gone through decade of years seeing how worn out it was. He recognized it from its cover. Of course he recognized it, after all he had seen it in a very large quanitity. And god knows, how many he had already trashed, ripped apart and burned away in a rage that he had yet to overcome. A smile was seen on his face as he innocently branded the woman a 'whore' before he snatched away the magazine and without wasting anymore time exited the house not minding the slightest the angry shouts coming from within.

Coincidentally a neighbour titled her little head curiously outside, but Ikari gave her his charming smile which made her back away in embarassment, not noticing the content of the cursing mad woman inside the house Ikari had just left. He returned to his house, or more exact, his apartment only the rich could have. It was still very early in the morning, so Ikari had no rush and comfortably took a shower. In the whole apartment, only the sound of the shower running was heard, aside from that, silence dominated. Ikari made himself a quick sandwhich and turned on the radio. He sat on the couch and listened.

Ikari soon made his way to the school. The school was actually not far away from his apartment, but for some reason he always chose to go the roundabout way through a nearby park. He felt stares on him wherever he went, but he ignored it already being perfectly accustomed with it. For his night friends wonder, Ikari wore his uniform in a modest and model student way, yet it still didn't cover his charm the slightest. Today though, he had opened the first two buttons at the top and his jacket hanging on his shoulder, while his tie hung perfectly. It is difficult to accept that someone playful like Ikari could do his tie perfectly like that.

Soon he entered the school yard and there begun the usual school day. He talked with friends, flirted with the girls (might as well fool around a little bit) and lead a completely normal life. That is, if not for his countless fans not only from the boys side but also from the girls. Today, he actually already had to accept several confessions from freshmen newly coming to school which he naturally rejected all. It was fun to see those crocodile tears. Honestly.

He also met up with Seiji, who had told him about a certain Maid Café he wanted to go to today. Ikari wasn't really interested, so he let the guy to go there alone. Seriously, why would he go into a Maid Café? Yes, perhaps entertaining, but Ikari was honestly not interested in something like that. He would perhaps more enjoy to be a waiter there, that'd be interesting. Pranking people in the disguise of a waiter, or perhaps as a cook... that would arouse Ikari's interest. But being the customer and being served by girls he was already surrounded with even without going there? No thank you.

The day continued with him talking with friends like that until the school day finally ended. He was invited to karaoke by some girls, so he went with them. Their intention was clear, obviously, they were not restrained either. Ikari also flirted around to please them. But then, he excused himself to go buy some drinks for them. They naturally wanted to go with him, but Ikari refused saying he wanted to serve them. The thought him serving them seemed to please them all, so they waited in the karaoke room - unsuspecting that Ikari would just leave without saying anything, leaving them clueless.

Ikari yawned. Probably he was still tired from the night before, so he decided to go for a shortcut through the town to go to some girl's apartment and sleep there. But then... who would have thought that in an alleyway... "Nice hobby, Pres. Didn't know you are this kind of pervert."

... Sora Azuma, the school president he had perhaps only met fleetingly at school, would be leaning on the wall having a maid costume on. Now, wasn't this so very interesting? Ikari stepped forward, a grin played on his lips as the distance between them shrunk with every step he made.

Sora's eyes widened in horror as she slowly turned her gaze to the side. Ikari Nazukari, looking casually gorgeous and wicked as ever. Surely not. Surely the universe wasn't that cruel. He grinned at her and began to saunter forwards, getting closer step by step. Sora could feel a cold sweat on her back as she watched him close the distance between them. Her and Ikari didn't cross paths in school often but she knew enough about him to convince herself he was trouble.

"What? No..." she murmured in a daze. She couldn't believe it. Her beautiful, shining reputation was slipping away like smoke through her fingers, Ikari would ruin her. She could already see him, prancing around the school spreading rumors of her being a pervert. The word pervert repeated itself over and over.

~Pervert~Prez is a Pervert~Pervert~Pervert~ She was not a pervert. She tried hard to control her blushing and placed a hand on the door, ready to escape him back in to the cafe. Clearly her first escape plan had failed epically!

"I'm-I'm not a pervert!" she stammered for the first time in her life. "You breathe a work about this Ikari..." she couldn't finish the sentence. Her mind couldn't think of a good enough punishment to threaten him with because it was already racing with thoughts of school humiliation.