#yachiaki

[sailorportia]

Not a Morning Person

Fandom: Revue Starlight Relive Pairing: Yukishiro Akira/Tsuruhime Yachiyo

Rating: T for teen

Word Count: approx. 1,150

Summary: Out of all the Edels, Yachiyo is the only one who isn't a morning person. A girl's gotta have her beauty sleep, but the rest of the Siegfeld girls don't see it that way. They've each failed to pry her out of bed for morning practice, until the duty falls on Akira. Has Yachiyo finally met her match?

Tags: Comedy, Teasing, Kissing, Surprise Kissing

also available on AO3

Akira, Michiru, Mei Fan, and Shiori stood assembled in the dormitory common room, waiting for the last of their number to arrive for early morning practice. Minutes passed, and Yachiyo had yet to leave her bedroom. When she refused to join the other Edels, their faces turned grave.

"Whose turn is it this time?" Michiru asked.

In preparation for their performance of Elysion, Michiru had scheduled practice sessions before breakfast. Four out of five of the Edels had no trouble waking up early, but Yachiyo was another story. She'd always been the last of their group to show up for breakfast, and she would sleep through the practices unless someone forced her to get up. Hence, "Sleeping Beauty" duty was added to the Edel's responsibilities, rotating between each girl every day.

"I think it's Akira-san's turn today," Mei Fan said.

Shiori placed a hand on Akira's arm. "Good luck, Akira-senpai!" She might need it. Shiori herself had to be rescued during her last attempt after half an hour of failing to rouse Yachiyo, who had distracted the younger girl with flirtatious remarks from the comfort of her bed.

"This way of doing things is inefficient," Akira said. "We're being too lax on her." Not being a morning person wasn't an adequate reason for Yachiyo's blatant insubordination. It was almost as if she was doing it for fun.

"Don't be so dour." Michiru smiled. "If anyone can wake up Sleeping Beauty, it's our Frau Platin!"

The others might've taken Michiru's cheeriness at face value, but Akira knew her well enough to detect the tension in her smile, the almost imperceptible furrowing of her brows. She was frustrated over losing valuable practice time.

"Very well," Akira said. "I shall return with Yachiyo soon." The others were counting on her, and she wouldn't allow anything to stand in the way of progress.

Akira went to Yachiyo's room and knocked on the door. No response. Akira wasn't one to hesitate to do what needed to be done; she entered the room.

As expected, Yachiyo was still asleep. Her luscious, pink hair framed her sleeping face in a halo, the angel imagery belying her mischievous nature. The blankets were strewn around her, and Akira could see her pyjamas, a navy blue long-sleeved shirt and matching shorts. Akira was relieved. In the light of the revealing costumes the seamstress was so fond of, Akira half-expected her to sleep in the nude. At least that would've been a proper excuse for not getting out of bed when one of the Edels came to fetch her.

Yachiyo cracked open an eye and adopted her usual smirk. "Watching innocent maidens sleep is a bad habit, you know."

Akira frowned at her. "If you were awake, you should've gotten up already."

"What's the fun in that?" Yachiyo yawned. "What brings you to my humble abode?"

Given that this was the fourth day in a row that someone had gone into her room to wake her up, Yachiyo knew full well what brought Akira there. She wouldn't give her the satisfaction of explaining the obvious. Akira was in no mood for games. But then again, when was she ever?

"You're going to get out of bed now and get ready for practice," Akira said, her face hardened with resolve. "You're holding your comrades back with your slovenly behaviour. There's no excuse for you to be sleeping in this late when the rest of us are up and about. If this happens again... are you even listening to me?"

Yachiyo let out a little snore. She'd fallen asleep again.

Akira groaned. She sat down on the bed next to Yachiyo and jostled her shoulder.

The other girl's eyes fluttered open again. "Inviting yourself onto a lady's bed?" Yachiyo chuckled. "How bold of you, Akira-senpai."

Her flirtation might have worked on Shiori or Yachiyo, but Akira was made of sterner stuff. Or at the least more oblivious stuff. "No more games, Yachiyo. This behaviour is unbefitting of an actress of your calibre."

She pouted. "What's the point of being a talented actress if I can't act however I like?"

Akira sighed. "If you applied yourself like that on the stage, you would be the top student, not I. But enough of this. You can't distract me, and I'll do whatever it takes to get you up and ready for practice."

"Is that so?" Yachiyo placed a finger on her chin. "Maybe I'll get up if you give me a kiss."

"Very well." Yukishiro Akira was a woman of her word, and if that was what it took to get Yachiyo out of bed, then the ends justified the means. Akira was not a faint-hearted maiden who would allow trivialities to interfere with her goals.

A kiss to wake the Sleeping Beauty? What could be more fitting?

Akira placed her hands on Yachiyo's shoulders with all the firm will for which she was known. She didn't so much as hesitate as she leaned in.

"Wait, you're not really—!?" Yachiyo whimpered as the rest of her words were smothered by Akira's mouth. Akira being Akira, she didn't half-ass things. This was no light brushing of the lips—this was an act of war, and Akira was winning. She held her lips against Yachiyo's long enough for it to count, and then she pulled away, the kiss over just as quickly as it began.

Akira could've sworn she heard noises at the open doorway, but when she looked there was nothing to be seen.

She turned back to see an unusual sight indeed.

Yachiyo was blushing, her eyes wider than Akira had ever seen them. "Y-y-you really did it." She touched her fingertips to her lips as if to confirm the facts. "I should've expected as much of Frau Platin." Judging by the flustered tension in her face, she hadn't expected Akira would call her bluff. However, the smile shining through indicated that she wasn't displeased with the result.

"Nothing clever to say?" Akira smiled in that haughty way of hers. "A staged kiss shouldn't be so disarming for such a talented actress."

"You're acting awfully high and might for someone playing that dirty," Yachiyo mumbled. Her blush and awkward smile had yet to abate.

"I'll leave you to change into your leotard," Akira said. "Be ready in three minutes." Or else. She left the room and closed the door behind her, without looking back.

When Akira returned to the common room to join the others, she found only Michiru waiting for her. "Where have Shiori and Mei Fan gone?"

"They peeked in on you and Yachiyo to try to pick up tips on how to deal with her. Before you came out they scurried back to their own rooms and I think they got back in bed." Michiru raised an eyebrow. "What were you doing with Yachiyo?"

Akira explained what had happened and received a lecture of her own for her troubles.

[rstarlightlive]

I dub myself the rarepair chef because I ship so many rarepair ships that one day they’ll all get some food like. Eventually, they’ll get some food. Here’s what I ship of rarepairs from what I can rememeber:

Ichie x any girl (you can give me an Ichie pairing and I’ll tell you how it works, she is the most shippable girl and I stand by that)

All ships within polymeikan and polymeikan in general.

Misoruru, misokasa, misomichi, misomaya, misoyuyu, shizukasa, lalashizu

Akiruru, AkiFumi, tamaki, akimichi, yachiaki, akishio, meiakira

Mayashio, meishio, yachishio, yachimeishio, ruishio, tamashio,

Yachikuro, Mahimichi, judyhika, Tamakao, karekuro, junnakuro, futakuro and just so much more