So this time, I think the forum actually IS dying, so I've decided to put out another fic- this may or may not be a oneshot, depending on whether or not anyone actually reviews this time. So please, if you like it, review! There's no point in writing if nobody's reading this.

Summary: We all know that Tsubomi's in love with Yaya, but Yaya's emotions are left a mystery after the end of the show. But what if someone new showed up? Someone who had an interest in Tsubomi and was even MORE blatant in showing that interest than Yaya? Would Yaya be as unconcerned as she likes to appear, or would she start to realize her feelings for Tsubomi? Sometimes all it takes is a push in the right direction.

-A/N: I HATE OCs, ESPECIALLY when someone pairs them up with a main character, so I borrowed a character from another anime…

Disclaimer: Nothing's mine but the plot! Characters belong to Stopani and Marimite respectively- oh, I bet you know who I'm using now…

"Yaya-sempai, get up!"

Yaya groaned in acknowledgement of the pillow that collided with the back of her head. She was lying face-down on her bed, her arms stretched over her head haphazardly, her legs tangled up in the thick comforter. "Question, Tsubomi-chan," she mumbled as she sat up, rubbing her eyes and looking about five-years-old. The pinkette in question blushed deeply at the sight. Not only were Yaya's actions adorable, but the older girl was only wearing a slip-shoulder red nightgown that covered down to the top part of her thighs. Sitting down like she was (undignified and boyish), there wasn't much left to the imagination. "Is your voice really that annoying, or do you do it on purpose?"

Tsubomi growled, the tenderness of the moment completely lost. "Baka!" she spat, huffing when Yaya cracked a sleepy (adorable) smile. She stomped over and shoved the amused girl back onto the bed. "And don't sit like that!"

"Like what?" Yaya asked through a yawn.

"Like a boy!" Tsubomi shot back, shrieking when a strong arm suddenly snaked its way around her waist and yanked her down. After several seconds, Tsubomi realized that instead of a relatively cool, spring-form mattress, whatever she was lying on was undeniably soft, and seemed to mold to her form. She was about five seconds from wrapping her arms around it like a giant teddy bear before she realized exactly what 'it' was and flushed bright red.

"I didn't realize you felt so strongly for me, Tsu-bo-mi-chan," Yaya cooed from underneath her, easily keeping the pinkette pinned to her with only one arm. Part of the reason was simply that she enjoyed Tsubomi's flustered reactions, but a much bigger (and better hidden) part of her liked the feeling of having the girl in her arms. But she ignored it- it was just her body trying to get over Hikari.

"Ba-ba-ba-"

"Did I break you?"

"BAKA!" Tsubomi cried, shoving Yaya's arm away and proceeding to race out of the room like a cat on steroids, leaving Yaya staring after her, extremely confused because let's face it- she's not the brightest tool in the shed.

PGBR

"Are you okay, Tsubomi-chan?"

Tsubomi glanced up from mutilating her salad to face the concerned stare of Hikari, who'd become more outspoken since she was elected as Etoile. She had half a mind to say, "No, I'm not, and it's all your fault, isn't it? Because if it weren't for you, I might actually have a chance with Yaya-sempai, wouldn't I? And if it weren't for you, I could be around Yaya-sempai more because you're the reason she's never around anymore." But she didn't say that. "Yeah," she muttered lamely. "Just tired."

Hikari bit her lip uncertainly, looking to Amane for guidance. Finally, after receiving stony silence in response, she turned back to Tsubomi. "Tsubomi-chan," she began uncertainly- sneaky plotting was not her thing, but even SHE could see how blind Yaya was being. "I have a cousin who's going to be attending Spica as a transfer student- maybe you could help her for a little bit, until she gets used to the school?" Hikari knew her cousin, and if she laid her eyes on Tsubomi, the last thing she'd be wanting was a tour, but she also knew that Tsubomi would never disobey a political request.

"Sure, Hikari-sempai," she said listlessly, and Hikari winced. All she could do at this point was hope that her cousin was able to bring out the blushing side of Tsubomi and the extremely…green…side of Yaya that she knew existed. And the best part was that if by some miracle Yaya truly didn't have feelings for Tsubomi, and it all turned out to be a misunderstanding on Hikari's part, neither would be any the wiser, and Tsubomi might actually get something out of it anyway.

At that moment, the sound of a chair being pulled back interrupted the awkward silence, and Hikari smiled softly when Yaya threw herself down in the seat next to Tsubomi, casually ruffling the pinkette's hair as she sat down. Tsubomi scowled and turned to glare at Yaya some more, just to show that she wasn't forgiven for her comment earlier, but the genuinely sincere apology in those amber eyes made her snappy retort melt in her mouth. Grumbling to herself, she returned to mutilating her lunch.

PGBR

Four o'clock found Tsubomi waiting with Hikari for her cousin at the front gates. Well, she said just the two of them, but…

"Why did Yaya-baka have to come?" she grumbled, arms folded tightly over her chest as she watched Yaya coo at and coddle a bright red Hikari. The older girl looked up from her ministrations, a positively feral smirk on her face.

"Jealous, Tsubomi-chan?" she asked, skipping over to Tsubomi with her hands clasped behind her back. A relieved Hikari shot Tsubomi a grateful smile before turning back to the street just as a shiny yellow Bug swerved around the corner at a dangerous speed. The other two girls were virtually oblivious to their surroundings at the moment. "Maybe I should pay attention to you too, hmm?"

Tsubomi opened her mouth reflexively before snapping it shut again, rethinking what she'd been about to say. Yes had been the immediate answer- yes, she was jealous, and yes, Yaya-sempai should pay more attention to her. But giving in so easily, even when she was so exhausted, might alert even Yaya to her not-so-hidden feelings.

"How's my favorite little cousin?"

Tsubomi jumped about a foot in the air at the loud, enthusiastic voice that sounded from less than a meter away from her. She scowled at Yaya, who had immediately burst into a fresh round of laughter. Huffing, she turned to face Hikari, who was, she realized with a slight frown on her face, currently being glomped by a blonde with shoulder-length hair and a smile like the Cheshire cat. The first thought to run through her mind went something like: Oh god. It's Yaya-sempai in a different body. Oh god. She's taking over the world. Ohgodohgodohgod. And then, belatedly and significantly more horrifying: What if I fall in love with her, too? She had to admit, she really had a knack for choosing them. Knowing her luck, this girl was probably suffering from some long, unrequited and romantically tragic love.

She was about to start hyperventilating when suddenly, the girl's face was only an inch away from hers, and she let out a little shriek of surprise. A few feet away, Yaya's head jerked up at the sound, her eyebrows furrowing almost instinctively for half a second before she resumed her playful grin. Noting the quick action, Hikari smiled knowingly at her friend; Yaya's gut reflex was to make sure that Tsubomi wasn't in danger.

The blonde in front of Tsubomi laughed heartily. "I like you," she exclaimed, "you've got a baby-monster scream just like Yumi-chan!" And before Tsubomi had quite regained her senses, the blonde had glomped her just like she had glomped Hikari a second before. "Oh, and you blush just like her, too!" The blonde grinned. "Satou Sei. And I'm guessing you're my guide?"

Blushing heavily, Tsubomi nodded, too disoriented to do much else. "Okuwaka Tsubomi," she said shyly, biting her lip and glancing up at the tall blonde.

"Yes!" Sei pumped her fist in victory. "I was hoping you'd be cute, but you've surpassed even my humble expectations!"

From a few yards away, Hikari watched one of Yaya's eyebrows twitch almost imperceptibly, but it was too early to be making guesses. Sei was taking everything the brunette did to Tsubomi and doubling it, and Tsubomi was hardly reacting, and when she did react, it was only to blush and stutter. Yaya could just be experiencing jet lag. "Right, well," Tsubomi said, trying her best to keep her words from running together, "it's a bit late for much of a tour today, but you can at least see the dorms and the dining room." Sei grinned and flung an arm around Tsubomi's shoulders.

"Lead the way!"

Tsubomi blushed, then cursed herself for it- this Sei person wasn't a Yaya-clone. She was ten times worse! So why was her only reaction to blush and stutter at everything the blonde said? Glancing back at Yaya, who looked as if a train had just hit her head-on, she came to a shaky conclusion. Yes, Yaya teased her, just like Sei. But Yaya's teasing was just that- teasing. Sei's teasing was blatantly flirtatious, and most certainly not argumentative and insulting. With the warm weight of the blonde's arm around her neck, Tsubomi felt relief pool at the bottom of her stomach. Maybe with this girl by her side, loving Yaya wouldn't be quite so horrible.

PGBR

"And that's Rokujou Miyuki-sama, the president of Miator."

Sei glanced over her shoulder, gazing at the girl Tsubomi had indicated for a solid few moments before turning back. To answer Tsubomi's questioning gaze, she shook her head lightly. "She reminds me of someone I used to know," is all she said, a far-off expression gracing her features.

Throughout dinner, Sei divided her time between flirting with a blushing Tsubomi while Yaya stared on, shell-shocked, and staring unabashedly at the Miator council president.

Finally, it got to the point where others were noticing, but the person who actually said something about it came as a surprise to everyone at the table.

"She's not a piece of meat, you know." A rather peeved-looking Shion was glaring at Sei, arms folded over her chest, her posture rigid. From across the cafeteria, Chikaru smiled knowingly while Miyuki sat there, dumbfounded. Usually, when Shion stormed out of her seat like that (which happened every other day or so), it was to reprimand a student for inappropriate table manners or PDA. It was completely shocking to see the Spican president reprimand someone for looking, let alone at Miyuki. Miyuki debated stopping Shion, but decided instead to sit back and see where it went.

Slowly, Sei raised her eyes to meet the flashing amethyst, her lips curving into a sly smile, seemingly picking up on something only Chikaru had. "Of course not," she said smoothly. "Girls are lovely, graceful creatures that should be treated like queens." She winked in Miyuki's direction, causing the girl to blush lightly, no matter how strict she tried to act. "Wouldn't you agree, president?"

Shion's jaw clenched. "I can't punish you for looking, Satou-san," she finally grit out, "but do try to keep it tasteful- we are eating here."

Sei grinned. "Will do," she cried out to Shion's retreating back. "Now, Tsubomi-chan, would you like to try some taiyaki?" She held her fork out to Tsubomi, inwardly laughing at the fiercely red blush on Tsubomi's face. Looking up for an instant, her day was completed- the dark-haired girl across from her was wearing a complex expression. The confusion was there, but other than that, she was a carbon copy of Sachiko the night she fed taiyaki to Yumi, amber eyes burning first into hers and then into the side of Tsubomi's blushing face, as if trying to solve an unsolvable problem.

PGBR

"So I get the feeling your friend doesn't like me much?"

"Tsubomi?" Hikari asked, because even with the amount of growth she'd done as an Etoile, she was still a bit thick sometimes. "Oh, you mean Yaya-chan."

Sei nodded with a grin and flopped back on the bed of the room she was sharing with Hikari for the time being. "But I think it confused her more than it confused me," she said after a moment, "the expressions on her face were almost as fun as Yumi-chan's. It's funny- it's like watching a mix of me, Yumi and Sachiko all in one."

Hikari nodded, having met her cousin's friends a while back. "Yaya-chan's not usually so…contemplative," she said. "But I think the way you act around Tsubomi-chan is really setting her emotions on edge."

Sei raised an eyebrow. "Should I stop?" she asked. "It's too bad, though…she really is cute."

"No, no, you don't have to stop," Hikari said quickly, shaking her head. She sighed as Sei raised a pair of imploring eyes up to her own. "Look, Tsubomi-chan is in love with Yaya-chan, but Yaya-chan's too blind to see it, much less the fact that she loves her too."

"So you want me to play the villain?" Sei asked with a grin, though it wasn't so much a question as a statement.

Hikari bit her lip, already losing confidence in her plan. "Do you think it's awful?"

Sei grinned. "Not if we do it right," she said. "It's not like I'm going to try and steal Tsubomi-chan away, and from the way I've caught her staring at Yaya-san, I think it's worth it."

Hikari rolled her eyes. "It's always worth it to you," she stated softly. "But what if Yaya-chan doesn't get jealous?"

Sei laughed out loud this time. "Trust me, she will," she said, "I know her type. It doesn't seem like she'd get jealous or protective because of her playful attitude, but it's always the flirty ones that fall the hardest and defend their love the most when they recognize it for what it is. Besides," she said with a quick wink, "I think it's already starting to work. Remember when I joked about kissing Tsubomi-chan goodnight?"

Hikari giggled, remembering the way the emotions had played across Yaya's face at hyper speed- she'd gone from confusion to barely-concealed rage in less than one second. Having known Yaya for more than a year, she could somewhat understand what was going through her head. Tsubomi had been Yaya's one constant, as well as a blushing, teasing target for Yaya and Yaya alone ever since the Etoile elections. And all of a sudden, here came this new girl who only had to smile and wink for Tsubomi to melt into a puddle of blushing, stuttering mush, even though she teased Tsubomi just as much as Yaya did. The brunette was so oblivious that she probably didn't realize that their teasing styles were entirely different- just that Tsubomi seemed to like Sei better for no reason at all.

Sei's thoughts, on the other hand, were nowhere near as deep. She'd found a new Yumi, discovered a very interesting dimension to the antagonistic relationship between two of the three council presidents, and managed to make not one, but two girls jealous enough to bite without any effort at all.

And this was only day one.

Sei grinned- she loved it here already.