From "Egg Belly", a Setsuna/Konoka shipping fic that's apparently developed a plot beyond that recently....
The author admits to being a shipper, but this handling of her beta couple amuses me so damn much.
"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."
The author admits to being a shipper, but this handling of her beta couple amuses me so damn much.
Quote: Ignoring the commotion amongst the members of the Library Exploration Club, Mana sighed, dumping her satchel into the hands of another Chacha-clone and---
tossing back her dark hair.
"Remind me again, why it was deemed I had to be here? Everyone knows I've never been a member of the Negi-gumi, nor do I aspire to, so I see no
reason in why I should sacrifice my time to come play happy families with you lot." The dusky beauty forced down a twitch as her left hand jerked (to
the holster that was currently missing from the small of her back) at the warm voice that purred out of the tropical darkness behind her left ear.
"This one thinks that Mana-dono is far too uptight and should just take the opportunity to unwind presented to her, and if that opportunity should
include socialising with this one, than why not?"
Kaede, oozing charm, smiled sweetly at the cocoa-skinned shrine maiden, who wasn't having a bar of the ninja's unctuous enthusiasm.
"I think someone's been into the suspicious fruit drinks already. Stay the hell away from me, Kaede."
"But, Mana-dono, that is no fun..."
Slanted eyes gleaming with enthusiasm, Kaede smirked, expression fading from questionable innocence to slick, suggestive mischief. Mana, wise to the
somewhat disturbing shift in the lanky ninja's mood, backed up a step, dark eyes flashing with contempt.
"I'll shoot you. I really will. In the face."
"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."