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[SuzushinaYuriko]

Originally Posted by shmaster

Let's push the sanity of those two to the limit first. Push them into situations that they can't look away from one another.....

I think the next step is to make Accelerator appears as someone that needs to be defended in Touma's eyes, thus leading Touma to rescue Accelerator over and over again.
Of course, Accelerator would no longer be bale to keep his cool if Touma keeps coming to save him.

So, something like Last Order purposely cause trouble when Accelerator is doing his job as GROUP, then Index dispatches Touma to save the day.

......or we can do something a bit more extreme..... when Accelerator and Touma get trapped in somewhere they can't immediately escape with only two pf them..... Last Order terminates Accelerator's connection with Misaka Network, forcing Touma to take care of the most powerless Accelerator.

If Touma keeps saving Accel during his missions with GROUP then Tsuchimikado, Etzali, and Awaki will never look at him the same again. I feel sorry for him.

The last one is a pretty good idea. However, I have a more extreme version:

Spoiler for The depths of a fujoshi's mind. You have been warned.:

Let's have Last Order pull this off, where she manages to disconnect Accelerater's choker, force a schoolgirl uniform on him, and leave him completely vulnerable. Index then drags Touma there somehow and locks them both in. Touma then is shocked, mostly at the situation but also at how good Accel looks in a schoolgirl uniform while Accel is thinking "LAST ORDER I AM F****** GOING TO KILL YOU #$#%@" with a face as bright as a tomato but is unable to move or talk coherently. Now, this can go three ways: 1. Touma chickens out and somehow runs away, 2. Accel somehow fools Touma into going near him and pressing the button on his choker which would instantly result in the house being blown up and Accel going on a rampage after Touma/Last Order because of his sheer rath and embarrassment, or 3. Touma follows his instincts. And tames Accel in doing so. TRUE END ACHIEVED.

Of course, cameras would be set up in the room courtesy of Last Order and/or Yomikawa while she and Index observe.

[Asuras]

So.

Wrong.

[SuzushinaYuriko]

I did warn you.

[Asuras]

It sounds like a fun idea anyways. I'm not a fan (not a single bit) of yaoi, so I can't be too sure I'm right in any way, shape or form. If he does 'tame' him, I would think it better if it didn't end there. After all, they're still in the closet.

[outerelf]

Okay, this might sound odd but- I don't think Touma should rescue Accelerator. It seems like whenever he saves someone, that person might as well give up on him liking them. He seems to put a blocker on his mind that refuses to see someone he saved romantically. Just look at Index, Orsola, Hinegami, etc.

Every girl he rescues becomes [friend only] material, I swear.

But the trap idea sounds good. I already written the two as Traps anyways.

[shmaster]

Originally Posted by yukirosuzuka

Spoiler for The depths of a fujoshi's mind. You have been warned.:

Let's have Last Order pull this off, where she manages to disconnect Accelerater's choker, force a schoolgirl uniform on him, and leave him completely vulnerable. Index then drags Touma there somehow and locks them both in. Touma then is shocked, mostly at the situation but also at how good Accel looks in a schoolgirl uniform while Accel is thinking "LAST ORDER I AM F****** GOING TO KILL YOU #$#%@" with a face as bright as a tomato but is unable to move or talk coherently. Now, this can go three ways: 1. Touma chickens out and somehow runs away, 2. Accel somehow fools Touma into going near him and pressing the button on his choker which would instantly result in the house being blown up and Accel going on a rampage after Touma/Last Order because of his sheer rath and embarrassment, or 3. Touma follows his instincts. And tames Accel in doing so. TRUE END ACHIEVED.

Of course, cameras would be set up in the room courtesy of Last Order and/or Yomikawa while she and Index observe.

*shmaster bows

[MeisterBabylon]

Originally Posted by yukirosuzuka

If Touma keeps saving Accel during his missions with GROUP then Tsuchimikado, Etzali, and Awaki will never look at him the same again. I feel sorry for him.

The last one is a pretty good idea. However, I have a more extreme version:

Spoiler for The depths of a fujoshi's mind. You have been warned.:

Let's have Last Order pull this off, where she manages to disconnect Accelerater's choker, force a schoolgirl uniform on him, and leave him completely vulnerable. Index then drags Touma there somehow and locks them both in. Touma then is shocked, mostly at the situation but also at how good Accel looks in a schoolgirl uniform while Accel is thinking "LAST ORDER I AM F****** GOING TO KILL YOU #$#%@" with a face as bright as a tomato but is unable to move or talk coherently. Now, this can go three ways: 1. Touma chickens out and somehow runs away, 2. Accel somehow fools Touma into going near him and pressing the button on his choker which would instantly result in the house being blown up and Accel going on a rampage after Touma/Last Order because of his sheer rath and embarrassment, or 3. Touma follows his instincts. And tames Accel in doing so. TRUE END ACHIEVED.

Of course, cameras would be set up in the room courtesy of Last Order and/or Yomikawa while she and Index observe.

I know a few original characters who'd LOVE to see this written/drawn/animated.

[Chaos2Frozen]

Originally Posted by MeisterBabylon

I know a few original characters who'd LOVE to see this written/drawn/animated.

That. Must. Never. Happen.

You hear me?! 'She' cannot find out about this!

[outerelf]

Title: A Certain Albino and Idiot

Chapter 2 is now ready for the reading.

Thank you all for commenting and piling me on with ideas, it might just take awhile to get them all worked in right now.

[blitz1/2]

I am surprised there is no fic (or at least so far that I have found) about the pairing of ToumaXSuzushina Yuriko (gender-bent Accelerator) xD

[Marcus H.]

A gift for the success of that fanfiction:

[outerelf]

Originally Posted by blitz1/2

I am surprised there is no fic (or at least so far that I have found) about the pairing of ToumaXSuzushina Yuriko (gender-bent Accelerator) xD

Are you trying to pile more work on me? Huh? I've already decided that after I finish the yaoi fic that I'll work on an entirely gender-bent universe. DARN YOU FOR THE PLOT BUNNIES.

[blitz1/2]

Originally Posted by outerelf

Are you trying to pile more work on me? Huh? I've already decided that after I finish the yaoi fic that I'll work on an entirely gender-bent universe. DARN YOU FOR THE PLOT BUNNIES.

I am? I am just expressing my surprise at the lack of those fics. normally, when an outrageous (based on opinion) idea is revealed, it would cause a "forest fire" effect. Although even Index fics are very few, I would have expected one ToumaXYuriko fic.

Although if it's too much work on you, you don't have to do it. I am not forcing anyone to do any work. xD

[outerelf]

Originally Posted by blitz1/2

I am? I am just expressing my surprise at the lack of those fics. normally, when an outrageous (based on opinion) idea is revealed, it would cause a "forest fire" effect. Although even Index fics are very few, I would have expected one ToumaXYuriko fic.

Although if it's too much work on you, you don't have to do it. I am not forcing anyone to do any work. xD

I was just joking. But I'll see what I can do, because I'm already writing Accel and Touma anyways...

[Ashaman]

If you have too much work, I'll take the Yuriko fic if you want, lol.

Just give me some ideas. I've already got a few of them...

I'm already writing two Touma - Accel Bromance's.

A fem Accel romance may be fun

EDIT: Well, I've just wrote this in les than an hour. Tell me what you think. Its only the start -

Spoiler for Fic:

Accelerator groaned as Last Order ran around, searching for Yomikawa-sensei.

The albino used her crutch to try and catch up with that shitty brat, but had a hard time with trying to keep up.

That energetic kid had almost no consideration for Accelerators predicament. Something that had happened while the Level 5 had been fighting for her sake.

A bullet to the brain had resulted in a loss of calculation capacity, reducing the once proud Number One to a pitiable fate.

An electrode and help from the Sister Network was the only thing that allowed the albino to walk and talk. The time limit on those functions was 48 hours. ESPer mode was even less than that, a mere 15 minutes.

Right now, the Level 5 and Last Order had been asked to deliver something their caretaker, Yomikawa-sensei, an Anti-Skill member and teacher at a highschool, had left at home.

After a simple call, both had set off for that Certain Highschool, which they had now found themselves in front of.

Last Order continued to run into the grounds, while Accelerator hobbled after her.

Just as they were about to enter through the closet side door though, Yomikawa-sensei came out to greet them.

She smiled at the sight of the scowling Accelerator, and the cheering Last Order, who was still running around.

“Here you go!” Accelerator grumbled, thrusting a thick brown envelope into Yomikawa’s hands.

“Thanks for this. I would’ve really been lost if you hadn’t brought these documents.”

“No problem.”

“No, no, I wouldn’t feel right without praising you for this. What would a boy your age like, I wonder?” she mused.

Accelerator’s scowl deepened. “I don’t want anything,” the albino turned to leave.

However, before a single step could be taken, a vaguely familiar voice called out from above.

Accelerator looked up, surprised.

*Splat*

It was too late.

ESPer mode, and therefore Reflection, was off.

There was no debris, or even, confusingly enough, any sign of a container. However, there was noodles. Lots and lots of noodles.

They dribbled over Accelerator’s semi-baggy shirt, causing the fabric to stick to pale skin uncomfortably.

From up above, there was a shout of “Fuko da!”

Instantly, Accelerator saw red. Broth soaked fingers went for the black choker that could turn on the powers of the Strongest, Vector Control.

However, before the fingers could reach, that arm was stopped.

Yomikawa-sensei had grabbed on pale arm, unintentionally stopping Accelerator from murdering the bastard who spilt all those noodles out the window.

“You’re soaked,” she pointed out. “We’d better get you changed. There are spare uniforms in the health room,” she told the albino, already beginning to drag Accelerator into the bulding.

There was no time to protest as Yomikawa shouted upwards.

“Fukiyose-san!”

From out of the window, a black haired girls head popped forth. “Take care of this little girl,” the Anti-Skill shouted, pointing towards Last Order.

She would’ve asked someone from her own, on average more competent class, but this one was closer.

Fukiyose nodded decisively as she retreated into the classroom.

Just before Accelerator crossed the threshold into the building, a cry of “Kamijou!” could be heard, before being abruptly cut off.

Every time Accelerator tried to protest, Yomikawa began to speak, taking quick turns as she led the albino to where the spare uniforms were kept.

“Honestly, Komoe-sensei’s class.”

“It’s always full of trouble makers”

“Don’t get me wrong, they’re mostly good kids, but really now.”

“That Kamijou is the worst of the bunch and the best of the bunch too.”

“I’ll get him to come apologize to you,” she continued to spout off words one after another, coincidently every time Accelerator tried to speak.

Finally, they arrived at the Health room, which Yomikawa proceeded to shove Accelerator into before stomping off, shouting out, “You’ll find boys uniforms on the left!”

With one final sigh, Accelerator gave up, and decided that getting changed would probably be the best option.

Peeling off the shirt, the albino grimaced at the state of the thick bandages that were wrapped over the chest of the Strongest. They were soaked.

Quickly, Accelerator took off the white trousers that had become equally stained.

This left the red eyed ESPer dressed only in underwear. Finally, Accelerator unwrapped the bandages.

This was the Health room, there was bound to be some bandages to replace them somewhere.

However, just as that task was finished, there was a sound that struck momentary fear into the heart of the Strongest.

Spinning, Accelerator found a certain spiky haired lad at the now open doorway.

Thankfully, there was no Yomikawa; the boy was alone.

However, that boy’s face began to redden as his boy eyes in advertently roamed the body of the strongest ESPer.

In an instant, that lad took note of certain things. The first of which was, surprisingly enough, the identity of the mostly naked person.

Touma, said spiky haired boy, would never forget that face as he fought over the life of Misaka 10032, or Misaka Imouto.

The second thing, and technically the third thing too, was the bare chest. The sight of breasts, however small, on the pale chest of Accelerator was forever going to be burned into Touma’s mind.

The fourth thing was the panties. They were pure white, and rather plain. However, they were tight, revelling to Touma one thing. Accelerator, was not, in point of fact, a boy.

The fifth thing Touma took note of was in fact, the general shape of the body. Looking at it laid bare, it was full of rather feminine curves, not the blocky build a boy would expect to have.

The second to last thing Touma noted, was that, blushing like she was, Accelerator was rather cute.

And finally, the last thing Touma realised was the looking of fury on the albino’s face.

However, this Kamijou Touma tried to diffuse the situation in the worst possible way.

“So, you’re really a girl?”

[Miraluka]

Originally Posted by Ashaman

If you have too much work, I'll take the Yuriko fic if you want, lol.

Just give me some ideas. I've already got a few of them...

I'm already writing two Touma - Accel Bromance's.

A fem Accel romance may be fun

EDIT: Well, I've just wrote this in les than an hour. Tell me what you think. Its only the start -

Spoiler for Fic:

Accelerator groaned as Last Order ran around, searching for Yomikawa-sensei.

The albino used her crutch to try and catch up with that shitty brat, but had a hard time with trying to keep up.

That energetic kid had almost no consideration for Accelerators predicament. Something that had happened while the Level 5 had been fighting for her sake.

A bullet to the brain had resulted in a loss of calculation capacity, reducing the once proud Number One to a pitiable fate.

An electrode and help from the Sister Network was the only thing that allowed the albino to walk and talk. The time limit on those functions was 48 hours. ESPer mode was even less than that, a mere 15 minutes.

Right now, the Level 5 and Last Order had been asked to deliver something their caretaker, Yomikawa-sensei, an Anti-Skill member and teacher at a highschool, had left at home.

After a simple call, both had set off for that Certain Highschool, which they had now found themselves in front of.

Last Order continued to run into the grounds, while Accelerator hobbled after her.

Just as they were about to enter through the closet side door though, Yomikawa-sensei came out to greet them.

She smiled at the sight of the scowling Accelerator, and the cheering Last Order, who was still running around.

“Here you go!” Accelerator grumbled, thrusting a thick brown envelope into Yomikawa’s hands.

“Thanks for this. I would’ve really been lost if you hadn’t brought these documents.”

“No problem.”

“No, no, I wouldn’t feel right without praising you for this. What would a boy your age like, I wonder?” she mused.

Accelerator’s scowl deepened. “I don’t want anything,” the albino turned to leave.

However, before a single step could be taken, a vaguely familiar voice called out from above.

Accelerator looked up, surprised.

*Splat*

It was too late.

ESPer mode, and therefore Reflection, was off.

There was no debris, or even, confusingly enough, any sign of a container. However, there was noodles. Lots and lots of noodles.

They dribbled over Accelerator’s semi-baggy shirt, causing the fabric to stick to pale skin uncomfortably.

From up above, there was a shout of “Fuko da!”

Instantly, Accelerator saw red. Broth soaked fingers went for the black choker that could turn on the powers of the Strongest, Vector Control.

However, before the fingers could reach, that arm was stopped.

Yomikawa-sensei had grabbed on pale arm, unintentionally stopping Accelerator from murdering the bastard who spilt all those noodles out the window.

“You’re soaked,” she pointed out. “We’d better get you changed. There are spare uniforms in the health room,” she told the albino, already beginning to drag Accelerator into the bulding.

There was no time to protest as Yomikawa shouted upwards.

“Fukiyose-san!”

From out of the window, a black haired girls head popped forth. “Take care of this little girl,” the Anti-Skill shouted, pointing towards Last Order.

She would’ve asked someone from her own, on average more competent class, but this one was closer.

Fukiyose nodded decisively as she retreated into the classroom.

Just before Accelerator crossed the threshold into the building, a cry of “Kamijou!” could be heard, before being abruptly cut off.

Every time Accelerator tried to protest, Yomikawa began to speak, taking quick turns as she led the albino to where the spare uniforms were kept.

“Honestly, Komoe-sensei’s class.”

“It’s always full of trouble makers”

“Don’t get me wrong, they’re mostly good kids, but really now.”

“That Kamijou is the worst of the bunch and the best of the bunch too.”

“I’ll get him to come apologize to you,” she continued to spout off words one after another, coincidently every time Accelerator tried to speak.

Finally, they arrived at the Health room, which Yomikawa proceeded to shove Accelerator into before stomping off, shouting out, “You’ll find boys uniforms on the left!”

With one final sigh, Accelerator gave up, and decided that getting changed would probably be the best option.

Peeling off the shirt, the albino grimaced at the state of the thick bandages that were wrapped over the chest of the Strongest. They were soaked.

Quickly, Accelerator took off the white trousers that had become equally stained.

This left the red eyed ESPer dressed only in underwear. Finally, Accelerator unwrapped the bandages.

This was the Health room, there was bound to be some bandages to replace them somewhere.

However, just as that task was finished, there was a sound that struck momentary fear into the heart of the Strongest.

Spinning, Accelerator found a certain spiky haired lad at the now open doorway.

Thankfully, there was no Yomikawa; the boy was alone.

However, that boy’s face began to redden as his boy eyes in advertently roamed the body of the strongest ESPer.

In an instant, that lad took note of certain things. The first of which was, surprisingly enough, the identity of the mostly naked person.

Touma, said spiky haired boy, would never forget that face as he fought over the life of Misaka 10032, or Misaka Imouto.

The second thing, and technically the third thing too, was the bare chest. The sight of breasts, however small, on the pale chest of Accelerator was forever going to be burned into Touma’s mind.

The fourth thing was the panties. They were pure white, and rather plain. However, they were tight, revelling to Touma one thing. Accelerator, was not, in point of fact, a boy.

The fifth thing Touma took note of was in fact, the general shape of the body. Looking at it laid bare, it was full of rather feminine curves, not the blocky build a boy would expect to have.

The second to last thing Touma noted, was that, blushing like she was, Accelerator was rather cute.

And finally, the last thing Touma realised was the looking of fury on the albino’s face.

However, this Kamijou Touma tried to diffuse the situation in the worst possible way.

“So, you’re really a girl?”

Must. not. read. ohhh.....

[outerelf]

Thanks for saying my fic isn't awkward. I find that those two have a very unusual relationship.

Ashaman, you write better then me. Figures XD

[blitz1/2]

Originally Posted by Ashaman

If you have too much work, I'll take the Yuriko fic if you want, lol.

Just give me some ideas. I've already got a few of them...

I'm already writing two Touma - Accel Bromance's.

A fem Accel romance may be fun

EDIT: Well, I've just wrote this in les than an hour. Tell me what you think. Its only the start -

Spoiler for Fic:

Accelerator groaned as Last Order ran around, searching for Yomikawa-sensei.

The albino used her crutch to try and catch up with that shitty brat, but had a hard time with trying to keep up.

That energetic kid had almost no consideration for Accelerators predicament. Something that had happened while the Level 5 had been fighting for her sake.

A bullet to the brain had resulted in a loss of calculation capacity, reducing the once proud Number One to a pitiable fate.

An electrode and help from the Sister Network was the only thing that allowed the albino to walk and talk. The time limit on those functions was 48 hours. ESPer mode was even less than that, a mere 15 minutes.

Right now, the Level 5 and Last Order had been asked to deliver something their caretaker, Yomikawa-sensei, an Anti-Skill member and teacher at a highschool, had left at home.

After a simple call, both had set off for that Certain Highschool, which they had now found themselves in front of.

Last Order continued to run into the grounds, while Accelerator hobbled after her.

Just as they were about to enter through the closet side door though, Yomikawa-sensei came out to greet them.

She smiled at the sight of the scowling Accelerator, and the cheering Last Order, who was still running around.

“Here you go!” Accelerator grumbled, thrusting a thick brown envelope into Yomikawa’s hands.

“Thanks for this. I would’ve really been lost if you hadn’t brought these documents.”

“No problem.”

“No, no, I wouldn’t feel right without praising you for this. What would a boy your age like, I wonder?” she mused.

Accelerator’s scowl deepened. “I don’t want anything,” the albino turned to leave.

However, before a single step could be taken, a vaguely familiar voice called out from above.

Accelerator looked up, surprised.

*Splat*

It was too late.

ESPer mode, and therefore Reflection, was off.

There was no debris, or even, confusingly enough, any sign of a container. However, there was noodles. Lots and lots of noodles.

They dribbled over Accelerator’s semi-baggy shirt, causing the fabric to stick to pale skin uncomfortably.

From up above, there was a shout of “Fuko da!”

Instantly, Accelerator saw red. Broth soaked fingers went for the black choker that could turn on the powers of the Strongest, Vector Control.

However, before the fingers could reach, that arm was stopped.

Yomikawa-sensei had grabbed on pale arm, unintentionally stopping Accelerator from murdering the bastard who spilt all those noodles out the window.

“You’re soaked,” she pointed out. “We’d better get you changed. There are spare uniforms in the health room,” she told the albino, already beginning to drag Accelerator into the bulding.

There was no time to protest as Yomikawa shouted upwards.

“Fukiyose-san!”

From out of the window, a black haired girls head popped forth. “Take care of this little girl,” the Anti-Skill shouted, pointing towards Last Order.

She would’ve asked someone from her own, on average more competent class, but this one was closer.

Fukiyose nodded decisively as she retreated into the classroom.

Just before Accelerator crossed the threshold into the building, a cry of “Kamijou!” could be heard, before being abruptly cut off.

Every time Accelerator tried to protest, Yomikawa began to speak, taking quick turns as she led the albino to where the spare uniforms were kept.

“Honestly, Komoe-sensei’s class.”

“It’s always full of trouble makers”

“Don’t get me wrong, they’re mostly good kids, but really now.”

“That Kamijou is the worst of the bunch and the best of the bunch too.”

“I’ll get him to come apologize to you,” she continued to spout off words one after another, coincidently every time Accelerator tried to speak.

Finally, they arrived at the Health room, which Yomikawa proceeded to shove Accelerator into before stomping off, shouting out, “You’ll find boys uniforms on the left!”

With one final sigh, Accelerator gave up, and decided that getting changed would probably be the best option.

Peeling off the shirt, the albino grimaced at the state of the thick bandages that were wrapped over the chest of the Strongest. They were soaked.

Quickly, Accelerator took off the white trousers that had become equally stained.

This left the red eyed ESPer dressed only in underwear. Finally, Accelerator unwrapped the bandages.

This was the Health room, there was bound to be some bandages to replace them somewhere.

However, just as that task was finished, there was a sound that struck momentary fear into the heart of the Strongest.

Spinning, Accelerator found a certain spiky haired lad at the now open doorway.

Thankfully, there was no Yomikawa; the boy was alone.

However, that boy’s face began to redden as his boy eyes in advertently roamed the body of the strongest ESPer.

In an instant, that lad took note of certain things. The first of which was, surprisingly enough, the identity of the mostly naked person.

Touma, said spiky haired boy, would never forget that face as he fought over the life of Misaka 10032, or Misaka Imouto.

The second thing, and technically the third thing too, was the bare chest. The sight of breasts, however small, on the pale chest of Accelerator was forever going to be burned into Touma’s mind.

The fourth thing was the panties. They were pure white, and rather plain. However, they were tight, revelling to Touma one thing. Accelerator, was not, in point of fact, a boy.

The fifth thing Touma took note of was in fact, the general shape of the body. Looking at it laid bare, it was full of rather feminine curves, not the blocky build a boy would expect to have.

The second to last thing Touma noted, was that, blushing like she was, Accelerator was rather cute.

And finally, the last thing Touma realised was the looking of fury on the albino’s face.

However, this Kamijou Touma tried to diffuse the situation in the worst possible way.

“So, you’re really a girl?”

I had a grin on my face while reading this. xD

I was actually picturing Yukari Tamura as Yuriko's voice. xD

[MeisterBabylon]

Originally Posted by Ashaman

If you have too much work, I'll take the Yuriko fic if you want, lol.

Just give me some ideas. I've already got a few of them...

I'm already writing two Touma - Accel Bromance's.

A fem Accel romance may be fun

EDIT: Well, I've just wrote this in les than an hour. Tell me what you think. Its only the start -

Spoiler for Fic:

Accelerator groaned as Last Order ran around, searching for Yomikawa-sensei.

The albino used her crutch to try and catch up with that shitty brat, but had a hard time with trying to keep up.

That energetic kid had almost no consideration for Accelerators predicament. Something that had happened while the Level 5 had been fighting for her sake.

A bullet to the brain had resulted in a loss of calculation capacity, reducing the once proud Number One to a pitiable fate.

An electrode and help from the Sister Network was the only thing that allowed the albino to walk and talk. The time limit on those functions was 48 hours. ESPer mode was even less than that, a mere 15 minutes.

Right now, the Level 5 and Last Order had been asked to deliver something their caretaker, Yomikawa-sensei, an Anti-Skill member and teacher at a highschool, had left at home.

After a simple call, both had set off for that Certain Highschool, which they had now found themselves in front of.

Last Order continued to run into the grounds, while Accelerator hobbled after her.

Just as they were about to enter through the closet side door though, Yomikawa-sensei came out to greet them.

She smiled at the sight of the scowling Accelerator, and the cheering Last Order, who was still running around.

“Here you go!” Accelerator grumbled, thrusting a thick brown envelope into Yomikawa’s hands.

“Thanks for this. I would’ve really been lost if you hadn’t brought these documents.”

“No problem.”

“No, no, I wouldn’t feel right without praising you for this. What would a boy your age like, I wonder?” she mused.

Accelerator’s scowl deepened. “I don’t want anything,” the albino turned to leave.

However, before a single step could be taken, a vaguely familiar voice called out from above.

Accelerator looked up, surprised.

*Splat*

It was too late.

ESPer mode, and therefore Reflection, was off.

There was no debris, or even, confusingly enough, any sign of a container. However, there was noodles. Lots and lots of noodles.

They dribbled over Accelerator’s semi-baggy shirt, causing the fabric to stick to pale skin uncomfortably.

From up above, there was a shout of “Fuko da!”

Instantly, Accelerator saw red. Broth soaked fingers went for the black choker that could turn on the powers of the Strongest, Vector Control.

However, before the fingers could reach, that arm was stopped.

Yomikawa-sensei had grabbed on pale arm, unintentionally stopping Accelerator from murdering the bastard who spilt all those noodles out the window.

“You’re soaked,” she pointed out. “We’d better get you changed. There are spare uniforms in the health room,” she told the albino, already beginning to drag Accelerator into the bulding.

There was no time to protest as Yomikawa shouted upwards.

“Fukiyose-san!”

From out of the window, a black haired girls head popped forth. “Take care of this little girl,” the Anti-Skill shouted, pointing towards Last Order.

She would’ve asked someone from her own, on average more competent class, but this one was closer.

Fukiyose nodded decisively as she retreated into the classroom.

Just before Accelerator crossed the threshold into the building, a cry of “Kamijou!” could be heard, before being abruptly cut off.

Every time Accelerator tried to protest, Yomikawa began to speak, taking quick turns as she led the albino to where the spare uniforms were kept.

“Honestly, Komoe-sensei’s class.”

“It’s always full of trouble makers”

“Don’t get me wrong, they’re mostly good kids, but really now.”

“That Kamijou is the worst of the bunch and the best of the bunch too.”

“I’ll get him to come apologize to you,” she continued to spout off words one after another, coincidently every time Accelerator tried to speak.

Finally, they arrived at the Health room, which Yomikawa proceeded to shove Accelerator into before stomping off, shouting out, “You’ll find boys uniforms on the left!”

With one final sigh, Accelerator gave up, and decided that getting changed would probably be the best option.

Peeling off the shirt, the albino grimaced at the state of the thick bandages that were wrapped over the chest of the Strongest. They were soaked.

Quickly, Accelerator took off the white trousers that had become equally stained.

This left the red eyed ESPer dressed only in underwear. Finally, Accelerator unwrapped the bandages.

This was the Health room, there was bound to be some bandages to replace them somewhere.

However, just as that task was finished, there was a sound that struck momentary fear into the heart of the Strongest.

Spinning, Accelerator found a certain spiky haired lad at the now open doorway.

Thankfully, there was no Yomikawa; the boy was alone.

However, that boy’s face began to redden as his boy eyes in advertently roamed the body of the strongest ESPer.

In an instant, that lad took note of certain things. The first of which was, surprisingly enough, the identity of the mostly naked person.

Touma, said spiky haired boy, would never forget that face as he fought over the life of Misaka 10032, or Misaka Imouto.

The second thing, and technically the third thing too, was the bare chest. The sight of breasts, however small, on the pale chest of Accelerator was forever going to be burned into Touma’s mind.

The fourth thing was the panties. They were pure white, and rather plain. However, they were tight, revelling to Touma one thing. Accelerator, was not, in point of fact, a boy.

The fifth thing Touma took note of was in fact, the general shape of the body. Looking at it laid bare, it was full of rather feminine curves, not the blocky build a boy would expect to have.

The second to last thing Touma noted, was that, blushing like she was, Accelerator was rather cute.

And finally, the last thing Touma realised was the looking of fury on the albino’s face.

However, this Kamijou Touma tried to diffuse the situation in the worst possible way.

“So, you’re really a girl?”

So I read.

And then I saw her chest.

AND I'M A BELIEVER.

*is accelerated past the moon!*

Originally Posted by blitz1/2

I had a grin on my face while reading this. xD

I was actually picturing Yukari Tamura as Yuriko's voice. xD

Using Bernkastel voice too?! *_*

Damit now I cannot unseen Accel as a girl ever again. Dx

[Ashaman]

Glad you like it, lol

Oh, and I forgot to mention I've updated one of my other fics:

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6387903/...ersion_Project

The second chapter

Spoiler for Fic Chap 2:

“So, you’re really a girl?”

As soon as the words left Touma’s mouth, Accelerator was already moving.

The switch was in ESPer mode, her powers were on.

However, that boy didn’t move fast enough.

Shocked at his discovery, that black haired boy merely tried to protect himself with his arms.

Grabbing Touma by his shirt, Accelerator threw him against a nearby wall, slamming the door behind her as she turned.

As the white haired girl lunged, Touma didn’t even have time to defend himself.

His hands still in a defensive stance, Accelerator rapidly closed in on him.

Pinning him to the wall, she had one hand over his mouth and the other arm at his throat.

In this position, it would be simple to kill him silently and quickly, even without her powers.

However. Two things stopped her.

One, she recognised this boy. He was the one to fight her for the Sister’s, the first opponent to defeat her. He stopped the experiment cold with only a single fist. The Hero.

The other thing was that Right Hand of his.

The hand that has the ability to completely bypass his Reflection.

For Touma, he was experiencing a flurry of movement.

One moment, he’d spotted the naked form of Accelerator. The next, said naked teenage girl had thrown him into a wall before he’d managed to properly compose himself.

Now, said naked girl was pressing herself against him, causing his heart to throb.

The thing that was really sending his heart racing though, was the soft feeling in the palm of his right hand, which was tightly pressed against his chest and the chest of Accelerator.

From the way Accelerator glanced down before her red eyes came up once again to meet his blue ones, and the terrifying glare that practically sent his blood cold, she’d noticed too. Her face had even turned a fiercer shade of red to reflect her growing anger.

However, to Accelerator, this was something she had never experienced before.

Since a very young age, she’d always pretended to be a boy. If someone were to ask her gender, she would say boy. Her feminine physique would be dismissed as an unexpected result of her powers.

The idea of a boy touching her so intimately was so foreign that not once in her life had she ever thought of it, especially with her powers on.

The physical contact was more shocking and, somehow, intimate, than she would ever thought possible. It wasn’t a bad feeling, she decided.

It was only at that point that her mind caught up to what she was thinking.

Instinctively, Accelerator threw Touma to the other side of the room and covered herself.

With a groan, Touma tried to recover his senses. By this point, he really should be dead, but it seemed Accelerator wasn’t trying to kill him, and had managed to content herself with throwing him around the room.

By the time Touma could see straight, Accelerator had already pulled a shirt on.

Still slightly red faced, Touma didn’t let the sight of the barely covered Level 5 stop him from talking.

“I didn’t realise you were a girl,” Touma told her honestly.

“Would it have mattered if you knew?” Accelerator shot back.

However, the voice was different. It was softer and higher pitched than usual.

“You even went as far as to change your voice?”

“Tch, it’s tiresome, but like I have a choice,” Accelerator spat back.

Truth be told, this was the first time she’d spoken without controlling her voice for almost a year.

It was a habit she’d really had to start working on since puberty hit.

“Erm, so why have you been hiding the fact that you’re a girl?”

Once again, Accelerator lunged.

However, this time, Touma was more prepared, and managed to knock one hand away, and then, with a sharp movement, catch the other one.

It was dangerous to hold on, but at this point Touma had decided that, for some strange reason, Accelerator wasn’t trying to kill him.

The girl took one glance at their intertwined hands before wrenching her hand out of his grip, glaring.

Her face was once again flushed in anger, though Touma only noticed because of her almost unnaturally pale skin.

“That is none of your business!” she snapped. “And if you tell anyone I’m a girl, I’ll kill you!”

Touma nodded. “This Kamijou Touma won’t betray a girl’s trust!”

“Don’t say I’m a girl!” she shouted, once again slamming him against a wall.

However, the door once again opened.

Both Accelerator and Touma turned their head towards the door, however, before she’d even glanced at the intruder, she realised something.

At the moment, she was only wearing a shirt and panties, and was pinning the larger boy to the wall.

She wasted no time in hiding behind Touma. With any luck, it would be someone she didn’t know, and they wouldn’t have gotten a good enough look to identify her.

However, Touma did glance at their unexpected guest.

A familiar face was looking on in shock. However, those eyes that were always closed did not open.

Aogami Pierce looked on, his mouth slightly open.

Unfortunately, his surprise didn’t last long as he soon began to shout and make a fuss.

“Damn it Kami-yan! Having a love love scene with a pretty white haired girl in the Health room!” he yelled, slamming the door shut. “Damn you Kami-yan!” Aogami’s voice grew fainter and fainter as the blue haired boy stormed off.

Touma’s mind raced. He knew just what this looked like, and with his blabber mouth friend, the rumour was sure to spread.

There was only one thing to say to this. “Fuko da!”