A/N: Welcome back friends! And welcome to my oneshot collection!

Whereas Day after Day was loosely connected and followed a continuity, each chapter of this will be entirely free to be whatever you or I want! That said absolutely feel free to send me suggestions or prompts for whatever situation you would like to see these two get into, as that cuts away a huge timesink for me and I can focus more on actually writing. You request anything, be it a chapter set in some of my other stories' worlds or an Au you would like to see.

Apologies for the lateness of this. I had said Monday but there was a large writers block in the way.

I hope the wait was worth it friends! Enjoy!

Sucy Manbavaran never learned to ride a bike.

It wasn't from a failure to learn, rather that the opportunity had never arisen in her troubled childhood. Her birth parents hadn't given enough of a damn to raise her let alone give her a bike, and Ramzan was far too old world and mystical to even consider the idea of mortal transportation.

As one might expect, Akko was floored.

"Never?! This is a crime!" She shouted, hopping off of the couch to invade the alchemist's personal space, grasping her friend's baggy sweater with both hands.

The girl had no control over her own strength, shaking Sucy like a ragdoll as she cried out dramatically. "To ride a bike is to live! The closest someone like me gets to flying!"

"A-A-A-k-k-k-o-o-o!" Sucy loved the brunette to death, she really did, but one can only take so much shaking before they get whiplash. Chopping her right hand downwards across Akko's arms, the alchemist freed herself, taking a large step back.

"Cut it out!" She shouted, straightening out the bunched up fabric and twisting her neck to check for any injuries. "What have I told you about touching me?"

The brunette deflated, looking sadly at the ground like a naughty child after being scolded. Her pink lips were pouted cutely and Sucy felt her hard skip in spite of herself.

"Not unless you do first..."

The alchemist nodded with a grin, pressing her palm against the top of the girl's head. "That's a good girl. Now talk to me normally like a real person does."

Moving her gaze up to a side glance, Akko stuttered with a light flush. "R-Riding a bike is just... s-such an important part of your childhood..."

She looked up at the alchemist when the weight of a hand on her head was accompanied by a slow back and forth of her friend's thumb. She was smiling softly, though there was a sadness in her single red eye, the mask she had cultivated over a decade failing her.

"Well I didn't have a childhood remember?"

Akko looked back down at the floor for a moment, guilt clawing at her heart. It had taken the alchemist a very long time to open up enough to share her past, but Akko remembered the moment well: it was an hour of tears and hugs as Sucy recounted her lonely history.

They slept together on the couch that night, neither wanting to leave the others side and both requiring comfort.

But a new determined fire flowered up from that sorrow, a fire that demanded the brunette to do everything in her power to patch up those scars; make Sucy smile.

"We can have one right now!" She suddenly cried, surprising the other witch with the change in energy, causing the hand to lift off from her head, no more head pats for the time being.

Sucy blinked twice, relegating the neural processing power required to understand the energetic witch's chaotic mind. "Have what?"

The brunette leaned in to supply the answer herself. "A childhood!" She said with a bright beaming smile. "I'll teach you how to ride a bike!"

And that was how she ended up sitting atop a bright pink bicycle in the middle of an empty parking lot. Despite her insistence that a broom was a far better mode of transportation, Akko would not let up, utilizing the deadliest of puppy dog stares until the alchemist crumbled.

Sucy could barely keep the bike stable, choosing to lean from one foot to the other in a sort of walk rather than bite the bullet and try to pedal.

"You can do it Sucy!" Akko was beside her the entire time, holding onto the back of the bikeseat and using her abnormal strength to stop the bike from tipping. "I've got you!"

Back at Luna Nova, Sucy was well known for her dauntless nature, always keeping that bored expression during even the most dangerous circumstances, but taking that leap and lifting her feet off of the ground ignited a deep seated anxiety in the alchemist.

Handing her safety over to an inanimate object required a level of trust she had never given to anyone. If she wasn't in control of her own fate, she was in danger.

'You don't need to trust anyone but Akko. She's holding on tight, isn't she?'

Looking to her side, Sucy found the brunette standing right beside her, one hand firmly gripping the seat; a serious expression and a goofy thumbs up pointed in her direction. The way she treated this moment was more akin to the launch of an expensive rocket rather than a hundred something dollar bike from 2011.

She huffed a laugh before manning up and tightening her grip on the handlebars, lifting one sneaker up off the ground to rest on a pedal. 'She may be an idiot, but she's my idiot. I trust her.'

"You better not let go of me." The alchemist warned, side eyeing her friend with a threatening glare. "Or I'll throw all of the pickled plums we own into the garbage."

Akko nodded grievously, slowly beginning to push the bike forwards, forcing the pedals to turn beneath her friend's feet.

The poison master sat tense atop the bikeseat, slowly following the movement of the bike's gears, moving her legs up and down with the pedals as they turned. As the brunette pushed her, Sucy began to get a proper feel for the technique, and once her the chorus of goading voices in her head became too noisy, she took the initiative; cycling the pedals herself.

They began moving faster, Akko having to transition over to a light jog in order to keep up her tight grip. "You're doing it Sucy! Now turn this corner!" She had a bright beaming smile on her face, and Sucy felt an odd degree of pride at her praise.

At the time she had chocked it up to simple competitive spirit- 'If Akko can do it, so can I' -but looking back, it was too warm a feeling to have roots in envy.

The end of the day had the two girls riding a magically altered bicycle back to the house, enjoying a simple length of quiet together as the world turned orange around them.

"You did let go of me at one point." The alchemist teased from the back seat with a large grin and eyes sparkling, both from mischievous glee and the warm honey glow of a setting sun.

Akko met her friend's gaze with the most crushed and horrified expression, like a small child that had just been told Santa Claus wasn't real. Her lip pouted out cutely and a stray voice in the back of the alchemist's brain told her to kiss it away.

That voice was promptly silenced.

"But I'm not cruel enough to punish you for merely tripping." The tension released from Akko's shoulders and she smiled, turning back to actually look where the bike was headed.

"I'll just have you 'help out' with my latest recipe again."

And the tension was back.

Sucy cackled, resting her cheek on the brunette's back and hugging her just a bit tighter around her middle.

All in all, it was a good day.

A/N: Ahh some good ol' fashioned canon tsundere Sucy. I wanted this chapter to be able to slot in easily with established canon while still being gay. Think of this as being set after they graduate, a little bit older and a little bit closer.

A Rose in Winter continues to be fuckin delayed. Apologies again, but I actually lost the entirety of the next chapter and am currently rewriting it. Windows 10 is a functional piece of software.