(Head-note: this is NOT a lemon and so there is no graphic sex-scenes in it, thankyou)
PITATEN! and the philosophy of the boudoir (too harry potter?)

"Good morning" shouts Misha as she bursts through the door from her bedroom.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT BAKA-ANGEL!?” cries Miyu miyu, the devilish cat familiar.

"Tee he he he same as always, just a happy day and fun with my friends."

"Baka angel" mutters the cat in-audible to Misha.

Misha proceeds to pat the little cat on the head

"Good morning, Meow."

"STOP CALLING ME THAT!" pleads that cat as he swipes at Misha’s hand, barley missing.

Just then a quiet voice comes from the direction of the kitchen.

"Oh Misha, you’re up, I’ve made your lunch for today," it said as a Shiya came out holding two small lunch boxes.

 
"Good morning Shiya-chan," Misha said as she excitedly hugged Shiya good morning.

"I hope you enjoy it, you and Kotaoro, I made both your favourites."

 
"Of course we'll enjoy it Shiya-chan, you made it," she said with a cute grin on her face. "You're the best cook I know." Then with a finger on her chin and a slightly confused face, in a quieter voice, "But then, you're the only cook I know, tee he he he. BUT YOU'RE STILL THE BEST!" Misha then gave Shiya a congratulatory kiss and ran out the door of her house at 155 MpH collecting Kotaoro who was just coming out of the house next door around the neck, and dragged him all the way to school.

Shiya stood completely still with her fingers on her lips, not fully understanding what had just happened. Filled with a thousand different thoughts, and not knowing which one to think. After a few minutes of Miyu miyu darting around her waving his little paws around psychotically trying to snap her out of it, a light rose red colour came over her face and she sank lightly to the floor with a dreamy sigh.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?" yelled Miyu miyu as he peered in Shiyas distant, yet oddly blank expression. She shook her head a bit and sat up with a dazed look about her, and then shyly, but with a confused and mildly happy tone in her voice replied, "Sh...sh... she... she kissed me?"

"I KNOW SHE DID, baka angel, BUT WHY!?!?"

"I don’t know, Meow." The cat got a disgruntled look on its face at that name. "But I... I think...I think...I liked it."

At the schoolyard entrance a gradually more impatient Koboshi waits for Kotaoro to arrive when suddenly Misha comes skidding to a grinding halt in a huge cloud of dust, just before crashing into Koboshi, poor Kotaoro is sent hurtling into the ground in front of the pair.

 
"KOTAORO-CHAN are you okay?" asks Koboshi. Misha leaps on him and latches around his neck attempting to hug him better, only to start choking him. "Misha-CHAN stop sticking to Kotaoro, he doesnt LIKE it, LET GO" cries Koboshi as she attempts to wrench Misha from Kotaoro.

As school starts the group is joined by Ten-sama and his group of fan-girls, and the three lower-classmen wave goodbye to Misha as she heads to the middle-grade part of the school.

In class Everyone has their attention focused on the teacher, who is explaining a mathematical sum, but Koboshi is staring at the back of Kotaoro's head, thinking to herself
'I should do it, I should tell Kotaoro I like him before that pesty MISHA-CHAN sticks to him again, that’s it, will, I won’t lose, I CAN’T LOSE' and without realising she broke out of thought and jumped up from her desk and shouted "I WONT LOSE!!!"

Just then the entire class looked over at her, including the teacher whose only reply was, "Koboshi-chan, you again, your insane outbursts are becoming more frequent, stand at the back please," and so Koboshi walked to the back of the classroom with red cheeks and stood against the back wall, still watching Kotaoro, who hadn’t noticed her outburst, due to his attention being  else-where, some-where out the window.

Out in the School yard Shiya was awkwardly making her way towards the middle-school buildings. As she approached the doors to the hall, she felt her hands shake. As she climbed the stairs to the second level of class rooms she almost fell to the floor under her own weight. When she finally got to the room she was looking for she let out a sigh of relief, as if she had just finished a trek across the Sahara and finally found water.

"Can I help you?" asked the teacher of the class, after he spotted Shiya standing at the door awkwardly.

"I would like to speak with Misha please," she replied in a nervous voice. "It’s quite urgent."

 
"Alright then," he said as he signaled Misha out of the room.

As Misha left the room she pounced on Shiya giving her a big hug.

"SHIYA-CHAN, what are you doing here at school? Did you bring me more yummy lunch? Tee he he he."

 

All Shiya could do was stare back at Misha, tears building up in her eyes as she grappled with her emotions. She gently took hold of Misha’s arms, and leaned in against the wall, covering Misha with her body. Misha let out a small gasp as she tried to say something before Shiya pressed her lips gently up against Misha's, and a tear ran down her cheek. Misha's eyes opened wide as she went limp in Shiya’s embrace and just let the kiss take her away.

Once the kiss was over, Shiya didn’t say anything, she just shook her head slightly and blushed as she ran away down the hall and back out across the schoolyard. Misha in those few brief seconds between the kiss and Shiya running off got a strange feeling inside, she didn’t understand it.

"Shiya-chan? Why did you go?" she questioned herself with a slight smile on her face. "I think I  liked it," she giggled, and with her happy go lucky attitude and skipped back into class.

"BACK TEACHER!" she said pumping her fist into the air.

"Oh, is everything all right? No troubles at home? You seem happy enough."

"HAI! I’m happy, no troubles teacher." And in the back of her mind she thought ‘no troubles at all…’