Nanoha FanFiction Discussion

[TheShinySword]

Originally Posted by illidan182

Well behaved my a$$ TSS!! We corrupt the young, defile the innocent and mind-rape people... >.> Ok well thats just most of us i guess *cough* not saying anyn names *cough*


EDIT: Page claim for... explosions

That's not tru- *looks at momo* oh wait yes it is

[nictory]

Originally Posted by TheShinySword

Spoiler for Under the bed:

Nanoha: *Looks at bed* You could store a body under there.
Fate: *Uncomfortable shuffle* Ah yeah I guess so
Nanoha: hmm *starts to lift up mattress*
Fate: *sweats* No don't
Nanoha: What why? *lifts up mattress* ... is that Yuuno?
Fate: N-no
Nanoha: Fate did you Kill Yuuno and stuff him under our bed?
Yuuno: urg... I'm not dead yet
Fate:... um.. no?
Nanoha: 'Kay! *lifts up Yuuno and throws him off to the side* ... Vita why are you under our bed?
Vita: *holding Camera* It's not what it looks like! I definitely was not trying to get NSFW pictures of Nanoha.
Nanoha: O.O
Fate: *Love love Rage building* RAWR *Tackle/cat fight with Vita*
Vita: What the hell!
Nanoha -_-' I think we need a smaller bed

AAAAAAAHAHAHAH... that was so freakin' funny

[Evangelion Xgouki]

Originally Posted by Saharet

So... *clears throat* Does any of you have any fic to show? *sweat drop* Niha...haha?

Spoiler for Off topic stupidities:

Stands guard at the entrance of the mod shelter.

OH MY GOD THINK OF THE CHILDREN!!!!

Hmmm...well you can check the first page for the 3 fics I have on FF.net as well as the joint fics. I have a few scattered around here...like this one :3

[Saharet]

Originally Posted by ghazghkull

Here it is

Spoiler for Nameless Battle:

How did it end up like this?

We were supposed to be the best of friends forever.

But something happened.

We both changed.

And now, as we stare down each other, we know that one of us wasn’t going to walk away from this alive. One of us was going to die. There was no way around it. Not anymore. I failed you back then Fate-chan. I let them do something horrible to you, and you never forgave me for it.

I had allowed them to infect you with something, which only they could cure. So you had willingly joined them, despite my efforts to stop you.

I guess this was just meant to be.

We met as enemies.

We shall die as enemies.


Above the burning city, two mages stared down one another as they prepared to fight.

There was no other choice to be made. As phrased by the great Optimus Prime in cartoon history, “One shall stand, one shall fall.”

Two of the greatest mages in TSAB history gazed upon one another. Steel determination echoed within their eyes.

Both were determined to defeat the other, each with one goal in mind: to free someone from repression. One was to release someone from a disease, the other to free someone from captivity. There was nothing that could stop what they would do. Both ready to pay the sacrifice, they readied their weapons as they called forth their battle forms.

“Raising Heart, Exceed Mode!”

“Bardiche, Overdrive, Sonic Form!”

“Excelion Mode”

“Sonic Drive”

In a burst of energy, both warriors surged forward as both warriors called upon their weapons again.

“Riot Blade”

“Strike Flame”

In an explosion of energy, weapons collide as shockwaves of great proportions rippled through the very air, knocking all in its wake clean off their support.

Not giving in for a moments rest, both warriors charged in again as mighty war cries erupted from their lips, as tears of anger and sadness poured from their eyes.

Forced into this combat that neither could back down from, they took solace that they could share one last thing together: an all out battle between the two of them. Everything else they had shared had no meaning anymore.

Their daughter, the only they had left to share was dead. Suffering from the very same disease one of them was suffering; her body had succumbed to the disease before either could get the antidote to her. Despite their best efforts, the girl had died with a smile on her face, glad she could’ve said goodbye.

But unfortunately, that had been the last of the falling supports that ultimately set the two on either side of the line. Nanoha stayed with the TSAB, while Fate had joined the darkness once more, with the promise of being given a cure for her ailing body.

But for all its worth, she had only been given countermeasures that would ensure her body stayed in top form. She had but one final task in order to finally be given the medicine that would allow her to live: destroy the Ace of Aces.

Raging forth, both warriors clashed in a brilliance of magic and power. Neither would back down, not when so much was on the line. They would complete their mission, even if it was the last thing they did.

“Plasma Lancer!”

“Accel Shooter!”

A mighty explosion boomed between them as their attacks collided. Diving deep into the smoke, they clashed one more as a fury of yellow and pink filled the sky, struggling from supremacy. Back and forth they clashed, as every contact and blow erupted through the air, as the pain filled attacks touched those who could do nothing but watch the two superpowers fight it out in one final clash.

They, who had been once the greatest of friends, had been reduced to bitter enemies, heartbroken by the actions of one another, who could never forgive one another. Though their love for each other stood strong, their hatred for each others crimes stood stronger still, and trumped the love.

Nanoha had done the unforgivable: allowed their Vivio to become infected by the very disease Fate had been infected with. But Fate was stronger, and was able to fight off the disease. But Vivio, being only 7 years old, her body wasn’t able to fight it off. It had cost her life.

Nanoha had to do one simple thing: do not let her barrier drop, and blow every single last one of them out of the sky. But she had failed. She had opened up a hole in her barrier to let the forwards in, but had held it open to long. One had gotten away, and managed to set off its payload.

Although it had hit an unoccupied area, Vivio had been close enough to catch the edge of the cloud that infected the air before it had been sealed off.

Fate, in her anger had committed a sin of her own: betray everything she knew and stood for in her anger and sadness. She became everything she stood against. She fought for the enemy, all in hopes that she would get the antidote to live. But to Nanoha, it made no sense. She could’ve been happier with her, even though Vivio had died.

There was no logic to why Fate left them for the enemy. To this day, she never figured it out. What would she do after she got the antidote? She had made herself into a criminal once more, and this time she wouldn’t be spared from the penalties that the TSAB would set out against her. She had wilfully turned on them. She would be punished, and forever branded a criminal, a traitor.

So what was there to gain joining the enemy; to go on living a full life in utter shame?

“Why?!” Nanoha bellowed as brought the tip of the Strike Flame upon Fate only to have it stopped by her Riot Blade. “Why are you doing this?! Answer me this time!”

“So I can bring back Vivio!” Fate yelled back, forcefully pushing Nanoha back as she charged in for an attack.

“Where my mother failed, I will succeed!”

“But that’s impossible,” Nanoha panted as she struggled to defend. Although she had learned much from Fate, she was still nowhere her level of proficiency.

“You can’t bring back the dead!”

“Her brain’s still alive!” Fate screamed. “I’ve hidden her in a special compartment underneath our bed that even you never knew of!” Nanoha’s face visibly paled at the sudden statement.

Fate didn’t know: their home had just been destroyed just 10 minutes prior. If Vivio even was alive before, she had truly died now. What was she going to tell Fate now? That her efforts were in vain? That everything that she had done until now was for naught?

“I will build her a new body,” Fate exclaimed, surprising Nanoha when she struck her with the broad side of her blade. “I will use the very technology and powers that created my body, and place her brain inside! I’ll bring her back. You’ll see! I’d gladly trade everything to see her alive again!”

“But…but how does that work?” Nanoha screamed tearfully. “How can you live knowing that you’ll probably never see her grow up? To never see her accomplishments, to see her graduate, fall in love. Can you truly believe that you’ll be happy, to never be there for her? To guide her through life? Can you live with yourself knowing you’ll never watch her life play out?!”

“It doesn’t matter as long as Vivio is alive,” Fate screamed back, as her attacks intensified to new levels. “I meant that I’d give everything, including my own life to bring her back!”

“How can you say something like that?” Nanoha shouted back, firing off several shots towards Fate. “Don’t you want to see everything she would go through if you saw this through?”

“You would take care of her,” Fate responded, as she called for Riot Zanber as her sudden barrage of two blades began to overwhelm Nanoha. “You would make her happy. I know you’d do your best to give her the best life she could have with you!”

“But she’d know it’s better with you! You said so yourself. If she was still alive, she’d know life was better with the two of us.”

“Was alive? She is still alive! She’s under our bed!”

“No she’s not,” Nanoha sobbed as they locked blades. “Our room was just destroyed…our floor, the floor below, and the floor above our room…nothing’s left. Just a hole.”

Nanoha felt her heart squeeze as Fate’s slumped.

Riot Zanber held loosely in her hands, her arms swayed gently from the weight while her hair flew about her, creating a haze around her, clouding Nanoha from her reaction.

But she didn’t have to wait long as she suddenly felt her world slow around her.

In a scream of fury, Nanoha paled as she came face to face with the ferocity of Fate’s visage. Eyes utterly dilated to the point there was nothing but red, Nanoha felt she was staring into the face of the beast. In a burst of anger, she bared her teeth, which seemed almost demonic-like when in an explosion of power, she surged forth.

Nanoha could watch in slow motion as she came to her. There was nothing she could do to defend herself. There was no way to call upon her Round Shield on time. Fate was far to fast in her Sonic Form. Raising Heart did not have that kind of reaction time to keep up.

“Fate-chan, stop!” Nanoha cried out.

“Strike Flame Expansion”

In a sudden squelch of blade piercing flesh, those who watched could only watch in horror as the act before them play out.

“Nanoha,” Fate weakly muttered. Glancing down at her chest, she saw Raising Heart Excelion Strike Flame embedded into her chest. It probably pierced her heart if anything.

“I guess, we can go see Vivio,” Nanoha weakly chuckled, not even having to look down to know Bardiche’s two blades had cut embedded themselves into her lungs. She probably only had less than a minute before her body gave out.

“Nanoha…” Fate weakly sobbed.

“Hush,” Nanoha whispered, leaning her forehead against Fate’s. “Just let your anger go. You’re forgiven.”

“So are you,” Fate weakly replied.

“I’ll see you on the other side, Fate-chan,” Nanoha weakly whispered, before capturing her lips into one final kiss.

Amazing... just amazing... *Is speechless*

Originally Posted by illidan182

Exactly what Illya said...



Well behaved my a$$ TSS!! We corrupt the young, defile the innocent and mind-rape people... >.> Ok well thats just most of us i guess *cough* not saying anyn names *cough*

As for ghazghkull and Alouscrie's storys there rirhgt now, I'll read and comment on them in a bit.

@Thread:But really, I'm gone like an hour-2 hours to beta for Illya, and the thread EXPLOADES with life... /cry T__T

EDIT: Page claim for... explosions

Yay! Explosion!
*Dances around the fire*

Originally Posted by Evangelion Xgouki

Hmmm...well you can check the first page for the 3 fics I have on FF.net as well as the joint fics. I have a few scattered around here...like this one :3

Thanks ^^ I was only trying to change the topic with subtlety but I'll check them out anyway (that's why I'm here in the first place...)

[Satashi]

Nanoha: what....the hell?
Fate: *lean over shoulder* what?
Nanoha: My fanifc thread... she exploded!
Fate: good or bad?
Nanoha: Good. Look new people!
Fate: Hello new people!

^^ waiting for my guys to close the shop ^^ I'll be home shortly

[wanwan1203]

Originally Posted by Alouscrie

Never fear! I come to save the crazy!

Spoiler for No title yet, open to suggestions:

Alone in a dark room, a young girl gasps frantically, laboring to take another breath, to draw more oxygen into her ravaged lungs, to combat the heartsblood slowly filling the organs. The girl’s eyes glaze as she stares up at a smooth, empty ceiling—blinded by the pain in her body, and in her soul. Desperately, she tries to speak, to call out. Blood bubbles out of her open mouth, gagging the girl. In a last act of defiance—toward her tormentor, now long gone; or the inevitable, she could not be sure—the young woman clawed at the wet carpet, dragging herself, twisting her broken body to the side, so she could cough out the offending fluids.

“Please,” she cried, barely above a whisper, “please, someone…… please help me…..”
Another coughing fit, as one of her lungs collapsed completely. More blood on the carpet, another mess for someone to clean up. The girl’s body convulsed at that thought, and her crimson lips curled up into a sardonic smile at her own absurd thought process. Surely whoever found her would have more to deal with than a stained carpet.

Her smile fading into a grimace of pain, the young woman tried once more to call out. Her voice sounded so small in her ears, so lost amongst the throbbing that rose in volume as her heartbeat ebbed. “Please.”

Her eyes teared in frustration, at the cruelty of her captor, at her own weakness; even at her lost god—the faith that had failed to see her through her father’s abuses; that had delivered her into the hands of that….. that monster. Another cough; another scarlet flower blossoming on the beige carpet.

“No…..” she whispered to herself, “No!” Louder, through gritted teeth. “I don’t want to die….. I don’t….”

Her body curled up on itself as a massive wave of pain flowed through her, over her. The girl whimpered, no longer able to cry out. Her arms and legs began to shake, and her teeth bit into her lip as her body failed.

“It hurts! It hurts! Someone, anyone! Please, save me! Mother, save me!”
The young woman felt soft hands lift her head, drawing her into a warm embrace. With the last of her strength, the dying girl turned her head into the warmth, burying her face against the soft figure. Gentle hands caressed her, one patting her back, while the other ran its long, delicate fingers through her matted hair.

“Shh, little one,” the figure replied, its voice soft and gentle, with a slight huskiness. “Rest now. It’s all right.”

The figure leaned forward, its face all but touching the young girl’s head. “Pain, pain, fly away,” it whispered softly, kissing the girl’s brow.

The young woman sighed and closed her eyes, surprised to find that the pain truly was gone.

The figure sat in silence, rocking the body in her arms for a moment longer before setting it gently to the ground. It stands, its black cape falling into place behind it, revealing feminine curves. The woman’s head remains tilted downward, causing long blonde ponytails to fall to either side of her sculpted face. The Blonde lifts her head and holds her arms before her. “Bardiche,” she murmurs, opening burgundy eyes as a scythe manifests in her waiting hands.

The blonde looks down sadly at the broken girl before her, and—almost lovingly—taps the head of her weapon against the body. A small, blue wisp drifts upward from the still-warm corpse, and is drawn into the large yellow gem mounted on the scythe.

The blonde blinks in surprise, and wipes away a single tear that had risen, unbidden, to the surface, and takes a step backward, away from the bloody scene before her. Shaking her head sadly, the young woman closes her eyes again, bidding herself vanish.

le gasp!

Oh dear. Guys I think we missed one! (I sure did, it was, how do they call it "ninja posted" on the last page. Good thing I went back to reread some posts or else I'd have missed it completely XD)

for ficcy: this is an AU? what is that blue wisp? who was the young woman? Waah just a tiny bit of it posted and I'm already this curious. So interesting. I've no idea for a title though.. This is good!

[Saharet]

Originally Posted by wanwan1203

le gasp!

Oh dear. Guys I think we missed one! (I sure did, it was, how do they call it "ninja posted" on the last page. Good thing I went back to reread some posts or else I'd have missed it completely XD)

for ficcy: this is an AU? what is that blue wisp? who was the young woman? Waah just a tiny bit of it posted and I'm already this curious. So interesting. I've no idea for a title though.. This is good!

Yeah I read it too... Awesome!!!
I think Fate-chan is the reaper

Originally Posted by Satashi

Nanoha: what....the hell?
Fate: *lean over shoulder* what?
Nanoha: My fanifc thread... she exploded!
Fate: good or bad?
Nanoha: Good. Look new people!
Fate: Hello new people!

^^ waiting for my guys to close the shop ^^ I'll be home shortly

YAY!

[illidan182]

lol... *goes to watch hana kimi ep* I wonder if theres gonna be another 2 pages to backlog thru when I get back...

Also, next part of Outlaw!Fate is almost done, as well as another two peices.

[ghazghkull]

*Smiles in satisfaction*

The thread is back on track

[TheShinySword]

Originally Posted by illidan182

lol... *goes to watch hana kimi ep* I wonder if theres gonna be another 2 pages to backlog thru when I get back...

Also, next part of Outlaw!Fate is almost done, as well as another two peices.

Meh productivity is overrated *pokes Magical Babysitter* Write darn you!

[illidan182]

Originally Posted by Alouscrie

Never fear! I come to save the crazy!

Spoiler for No title yet, open to suggestions:

Alone in a dark room, a young girl gasps frantically, laboring to take another breath, to draw more oxygen into her ravaged lungs, to combat the heartsblood slowly filling the organs. The girl’s eyes glaze as she stares up at a smooth, empty ceiling—blinded by the pain in her body, and in her soul. Desperately, she tries to speak, to call out. Blood bubbles out of her open mouth, gagging the girl. In a last act of defiance—toward her tormentor, now long gone; or the inevitable, she could not be sure—the young woman clawed at the wet carpet, dragging herself, twisting her broken body to the side, so she could cough out the offending fluids.

“Please,” she cried, barely above a whisper, “please, someone…… please help me…..”
Another coughing fit, as one of her lungs collapsed completely. More blood on the carpet, another mess for someone to clean up. The girl’s body convulsed at that thought, and her crimson lips curled up into a sardonic smile at her own absurd thought process. Surely whoever found her would have more to deal with than a stained carpet.

Her smile fading into a grimace of pain, the young woman tried once more to call out. Her voice sounded so small in her ears, so lost amongst the throbbing that rose in volume as her heartbeat ebbed. “Please.”

Her eyes teared in frustration, at the cruelty of her captor, at her own weakness; even at her lost god—the faith that had failed to see her through her father’s abuses; that had delivered her into the hands of that….. that monster. Another cough; another scarlet flower blossoming on the beige carpet.

“No…..” she whispered to herself, “No!” Louder, through gritted teeth. “I don’t want to die….. I don’t….”

Her body curled up on itself as a massive wave of pain flowed through her, over her. The girl whimpered, no longer able to cry out. Her arms and legs began to shake, and her teeth bit into her lip as her body failed.

“It hurts! It hurts! Someone, anyone! Please, save me! Mother, save me!”
The young woman felt soft hands lift her head, drawing her into a warm embrace. With the last of her strength, the dying girl turned her head into the warmth, burying her face against the soft figure. Gentle hands caressed her, one patting her back, while the other ran its long, delicate fingers through her matted hair.

“Shh, little one,” the figure replied, its voice soft and gentle, with a slight huskiness. “Rest now. It’s all right.”

The figure leaned forward, its face all but touching the young girl’s head. “Pain, pain, fly away,” it whispered softly, kissing the girl’s brow.

The young woman sighed and closed her eyes, surprised to find that the pain truly was gone.

The figure sat in silence, rocking the body in her arms for a moment longer before setting it gently to the ground. It stands, its black cape falling into place behind it, revealing feminine curves. The woman’s head remains tilted downward, causing long blonde ponytails to fall to either side of her sculpted face. The Blonde lifts her head and holds her arms before her. “Bardiche,” she murmurs, opening burgundy eyes as a scythe manifests in her waiting hands.

The blonde looks down sadly at the broken girl before her, and—almost lovingly—taps the head of her weapon against the body. A small, blue wisp drifts upward from the still-warm corpse, and is drawn into the large yellow gem mounted on the scythe.

The blonde blinks in surprise, and wipes away a single tear that had risen, unbidden, to the surface, and takes a step backward, away from the bloody scene before her. Shaking her head sadly, the young woman closes her eyes again, bidding herself vanish.

That was extreamly good =D and also...

NOOOO!!!!! *Gets ideas for Grim Reaper Fate and Archangel Nanoha, with Saint Hayate...* I should shoot my self now

[TheShinySword]

Originally Posted by illidan182

NOOOO!!!!! *Gets ideas for Grim Reaper Fate and Archangel Nanoha, with Saint Hayate...* I should shoot my self now

Grim reaper fate....
I can't shake the feeling I've read something like that before...

*gets Ideas* I'm right with you on that NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Illidan. Betwee Phantom!Fate, Bodyguard!Nanoha, Bounty Hunter!Yuuno and Magical Babysitter Lyrical Zafira I do not need a new fic idea

[Saharet]

Originally Posted by illidan182

That was extreamly good =D and also...

NOOOO!!!!! *Gets ideas for Grim Reaper Fate and Archangel Nanoha, with Saint Hayate...* I should shoot my self now

NOOOO! DO IT!

*Gun shot*

[illidan182]

I prolly am.... I've already typed up a small draft which I'm gonna add more to on my Upcoming Nanoha Stoys... *counts the number* ok lets see, I'm now sitting at 21 ideas put down on... paper o.O? Wordpad there we go!

I SOOOOO want to see the next MBLZ chapter =P so go go TSS!!

[ghazghkull]

Originally Posted by illidan182

I prolly am.... I've already typed up a small draft which I'm gonna add more to on my Upcoming Nanoha Stoys... *counts the number* ok lets see, I'm now sitting at 21 ideas put down on... paper o.O? Wordpad there we go!

Wow. That's a lot of ideas for your fanfics

[Naolin]

Originally Posted by Saharet

Quote:
Originally Posted by Alouscrie
Never fear! I come to save the crazy!


Spoiler for No title yet, open to suggestions:

That's a beautifully tragic Fate. I think I'm falling in love already. *grins*

And, erm...in the spirit of posting things, this is part of a plotbunny I've had floating around for a while, so...it's not done, and not good, but...enjoy?

Spoiler for /This/ is the first fic I'm posting here? Oh dustbunnies, why...?:

In which Hayate’s ‘Super Ultimate Love-Love Mansion’ is directly investigated, using all the skills available to one college freshman. A very loud college freshman who…convinced…her friends to help her crack the case. So just what does happen inside Hayate’s house at night…?

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Fate sighed. “No, Arisa, for the fifth time, I am not going to disguise myself as a maid and 'infiltrate' Hayate's house.”

Her friend huffed angrily. “If you don’t, how are we supposed to figure out what happens when we’re not around!”

“We could always ask-”

“You’re too naïve, Suzuka. They’ll most likely guard their secrets to the death, which is why we must force the words out of them! With stealth!”

Fate repressed the urge to groan while Nanoha looked on, blue eyes sparkling with amusement. Unfortunately for her, the small sigh she let out as compensation was enough to draw Arisa’s attention back to her.

“Fate-san…”

The honorific was only added in times of stern lecture, and knowing this, she despaired.

“You’re friends with that tall, imposing member of Hayate’s harem, right?”

“Signum is not- Hayate doesn’t have a-” She trailed off under Arisa’s raised eyebrow. “Yes, I am.”

The manic glint in Arisa’s eyes was doing nothing to alleviate her unease. Half a minute passed in wary silence, during which time she looked to Nanoha and Suzuka for help and was met with a wink and a half-shake of the head, respectively.

Traitors.

Suddenly, the not-calm was broken by Arisa’s excited voice. “I’ve got it! My brilliant master plan destined to reveal all!” She paused, then: “Fate!”

The girl in question flinched, already knowing it was too late to run. “Yes…?”

“You’re going to invite Signum to the park for lunch.”

I am…?

As if reading her thoughts, Arisa nodded. “And then you’re going to grill her. Subtly.”

Grill…Signum… ‘Excuse me, but if there any truth to you and the others secretly being Hayate’s harem?’

Fate flinched, shocked into silence by this new, Herculean task.

“Nanoha!”

“Y-Yes?”

The girl was looking to her for help now, but she simply smirked and raised an eyebrow.

Karma, Nanoha. Karma.

“You’re going to set up a surveillance system in the bushes.”

“I- um, that-”

“Good. Suzuka, you’re with me. We’re getting camouflage gear.”

Fate watched in stunned silence as Suzuka was dragged off, giving her and Nanoha a last, apologetic glance before disappearing around the corner. Too winded to begin contemplating why Arisa and Suzuka would have camouflage gear in the first place, she swayed on her feet for a moment before feeling Nanoha’s hand envelop hers. Looking up, she met wonderful, impish blue that was almost enough to make her forget the problems ahead. Almost.

“It’s not so bad, right, Fate-chan?”

“…I suppose.”

“Nyahaha… It could be worse?”

Fate was about to ask how, but suddenly a vision of having to ‘subtly grill’ Vita flashed through her mind.

“…You’re right, Nanoha. It could be worse.”

Gripping the other girl’s hand more tightly before releasing it, she resolved to call Signum and get this over with.

Let the operation begin.

[illidan182]

No kidding, they all range from Xovers, to OC stoys, to main cast and more... T__T

*steals Saharet's gun for later uses*

[Alouscrie]

wow, so much excitement over reaper Fate. Who would have thought that a random idea that popped into my head while trying to avoid finishing that lemon would be so well recieved. XD

If anyone would be so kind as to pm with comments and criticisms (or post, but I'm usually not this active on forums), I'll see about writing more soon.

[Evil Rick]

Originally Posted by Satashi

Nah, it's just ineractive :3. Not many people are reading this one. FF.N says a few hundred, but SbtB was around 600-800 each chapter.

And I don't like pimping out my own stuff I just post a link when updating so people will know it's updated.

a... a... a hundred?!
Saved by the Bell.... 600-800?!!! EACH CHAPTER?!!!!!!

I think that only like 5 persons are reading Vatican Knights, and due to the fact that Kai the Reaper is missing, my number of fans is decreasing...

You are great

[NorthernFallout]

Originally Posted by Naolin

That's a beautifully tragic Fate. I think I'm falling in love already. *grins*

And, erm...in the spirit of posting things, this is part of a plotbunny I've had floating around for a while, so...it's not done, and not good, but...enjoy?

Spoiler for /This/ is the first fic I'm posting here? Oh dustbunnies, why...?:

In which Hayate’s ‘Super Ultimate Love-Love Mansion’ is directly investigated, using all the skills available to one college freshman. A very loud college freshman who…convinced…her friends to help her crack the case. So just what does happen inside Hayate’s house at night…?

--------

Fate sighed. “No, Arisa, for the fifth time, I am not going to disguise myself as a maid and 'infiltrate' Hayate's house.”

Her friend huffed angrily. “If you don’t, how are we supposed to figure out what happens when we’re not around!”

“We could always ask-”

“You’re too naïve, Suzuka. They’ll most likely guard their secrets to the death, which is why we must force the words out of them! With stealth!”

Fate repressed the urge to groan while Nanoha looked on, blue eyes sparkling with amusement. Unfortunately for her, the small sigh she let out as compensation was enough to draw Arisa’s attention back to her.

“Fate-san…”

The honourific was only added in times of stern lecture, and knowing this, she despaired.

“You’re friends with that tall, imposing member of Hayate’s harem, right?”

“Signum is not- Hayate doesn’t have a-” She trailed off under Arisa’s raised eyebrow. “Yes, I am.”

The manic glint in Arisa’s eyes was doing nothing to alleviate her unease. Half a minute passed in wary silence, during which time she looked to Nanoha and Suzuka for help and was met with a wink and a half-shake of the head, respectively.

Traitors.

Suddenly, the not-calm was broken by Arisa’s excited voice. “I’ve got it! My brilliant master plan destined to reveal all!” She paused, then: “Fate!”

The girl in question flinched, already knowing it was too late to run. “Yes…?”

“You’re going to invite Signum to the park for lunch.”

I am…?

As if reading her thoughts, Arisa nodded. “And then you’re going to grill her. Subtly.”

Grill…Signum… ‘Excuse me, but if there any truth to you and the others secretly being Hayate’s harem?’

Fate flinched, shocked into silence by this new, Herculean task.

“Nanoha!”

“Y-Yes?”

The girl was looking to her for help now, but she simply smirked and raised an eyebrow.

Karma, Nanoha. Karma.

“You’re going to set up a surveillance system in the bushes.”

“I- um, that-”

“Good. Suzuka, you’re with me. We’re getting camouflage gear.”

Fate watched in stunned silence as Suzuka was dragged off, giving her and Nanoha a last, apologetic glance before disappearing around the corner. Too winded to begin contemplating why Arisa and Suzuka would have camouflage gear in the first place, she swayed on her feet for a moment before feeling Nanoha’s hand envelop hers. Looking up, she met wonderful, impish blue that was almost enough to make her forget the problems ahead. Almost.

“It’s not so bad, right, Fate-chan?”

“…I suppose.”

“Nyahaha… It could be worse?”

Fate was about to ask how, but suddenly a vision of having to ‘subtly grill’ Vita flashed through her mind.

“…You’re right, Nanoha. It could be worse.”

Gripping the other girl’s hand more tightly before releasing it, she resolved to call Signum and get this over with.

Let the operation begin.

I liked it anyway X) Was fun to read