A/N: Okay people. Just what is the deal?
Do you know what I'm talking about here? No? Okay, I'll tell you.
There are only 18, that's right, 18 TakumixAkira stories. Yes, I did go through and count them all. Yes I have read every singly one of them. And no, I am not insane.
Come on! We gotta pump up the TakumixAkira love!
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Stars were scattered across the dark sky above Fuuka Gakuen Academy. Inside, most of the students were sleeping soundly.
Okuzaki Akira was not one of them.
It wasn't for lack of trying. She had tossed and turned in her bed for the better part of an hour, hoping beyond hope that she would drift off the moment she got comfortable. This, however, was not the case. In aggravation, she kicked the covers off, and swung her legs over the side of the bed. She then tiptoed quietly to the bathroom, so as not to awaken her sleeping room mate.
She blinked rapidly as she turned on the bathroom light. Her eyes had grown accustomed to the dark of her room. She rubbed her eyes, before closing the door behind her. It gave a satisfying click as the dead bolt on the door slid into place.
She treaded over to the counter, and squinted at herself in the mirror, debating for a moment, how much noise a shower would make. She nodded, reasoning that Takumi was a deep sleeper, so the likely hood of him waking up was slim.
Akira reached under her shirt and untied the bindings she had wrapped, oh so carefully, around her chest and allowed them to fall to the floor noiselessly. She then stripped the rest of her clothes, placing them neatly on the counter, before allowing her self a quick glance at the mirror.
She groaned inwardly. They had grown again! She stepped into the shower, still contemplating their rapid development.
She was only thirteen, her breasts were supposed to be small! Like Mikoto's. But in the past year, they had more than tripled in size. She was now forced to bind them painfully tight.
They had actually begun to cause problems during school. More than once, she had gotten so dizzy, she had almost fainted. The tape made it hard to breath at times. Not to mention the fact that they didn't always like to stay in the tape. Every now and again, they would rebel, forcing the tape loose and causing her to make a trip to the bathroom, so as to re-adjust herself.
There was another serious problem she had faced this year. She had started her period over the summer and, to her dismay, the cramps were unbearable. Explaining to Takumi why she was skipping school had been a bit difficult.
She rinsed the shampoo out of her hair and stepped out of the shower. With a sigh, she wrapped a towel around her torso and leaned against the counter, studying, once again, the face of the girl in the mirror.
"There is something worse about being a thirteen year old cross-dressing girl than large breasts and PMSing" She mused "Being in love with your room mate. And knowing that there's no way he could be yours."
A/N: Well. That ending was kind of weak. But whatever.
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