Princes of Astera

I do not own Strawberry Panic or any of the fictional works save Sparda and Angelus as well as real life companies such as coke. And sorry Yuri fans, no relationships were harmed in the making of the story…

Chp.1: Memories and myself…and others…

Sparda’s PoV

I felt her heart beating rapidly, as she sat on top of me…her dress was all but loose and unbuttoned, as I felt her fiery kiss burning an imprint on me. A pain in my heart struck at me like lightning…but despite the pain of the love. Both of us went on, and shedding away the clothing that confines our love. However as she was at her last moment, I heard footsteps of her as she opened the door and saw us both…in her eyes were that of both sorrow and anger from her…but the only she could ever do at the moment was cry…

“Sparda…Sparda…” As my body regained consciousness from the daydream I realised I was napping on the cubicle…”Hey Sparda, your body returned to the world of the living or is your soul still in limbo?” In front of me was one of my buddies, Hattori Yasunobu. We were both working at A.C.S.E, (A company that sells everything, not related to the loony Toons ACME). A famous Marketing company that sells food products, alcohol, cosmetic products and such, the company was pretty famous as a result of being a master at persuading more people to buy their stuff. I became a Manager at about a year ago, on my 20th birthday…but that position was only granted on one part marketing savvy and the other part…hosting a lot of parties and stuff like that. Although right now, I am a little peeved at Yasunobu at the moment, as I got out of my cubicle to stretch for a bit, Yasunobu asked me immediately: “Hey Sparda, want to go hang at Club Cosmo? Sure there are a bunch of nice girls you can bring home with.” I decided to refute: “Well, if it does make me feel less worried about the incident back at that school…sure. So what time is it?” Yasunobu looked at his watch: “About 5:00, plenty of time to head home and get ready…see you at the club later Sparda.” As I took a bus back to my home, I thought to myself: “Why can’t I forget or remember her…Was there something way back that prevents me from remembering?”

As I head back to my Apartment my mom was fixing dinner already as well as dad coming home from work. We all sat down to our meat and all of us started eating, “Mac and Cheese mom? We been having this for two days now” Mom responded: “Oh I just forgot to get us some groceries, I promise to make you stew next time I get some groceries.” I soon emptied out my bowl and head to my bedroom and changed into a hoodie and a pair of jeans as well some sneakers. My mom was a little surprised to see me changed and asked me: “Are you going clubbing?” I told her: “Yeah Mom, I will be back late, gotta go” and bolted out of the door before my mother could hold any form of objection for my somewhat erratic behaviour…

Club Cosmo wasn’t that fancy of a nightclub, sure it is trendy and all but I got to admit it, Clubs is basically a high-middle class suburban family’s bar with extra large stereo expanded 10 times fold…I decided to dance a little to the music by the DJ with a few of the girls down on the main floor, you know the type that go really near to the DJ just to look cool. Of course part way through a song, Yasunobu and I decided to head to the bar where the music wasn’t as loud and we could chat…”So, back in the office, what were you dreaming about?” “Would you promise not laugh?” “By all means go ahead” I then took a deep breath to brace myself for whatever cracks he going make at me. “Well I had this dream about a girl in the past, we were at an academy type dorm, nothing too fancy, just the bare necessities need for us to be comfortable. We were then both kissing and such, then she and I start stripping off our clothes and pretty much going at it, she was almost ready to climax when we both hear foot steps and a girl appeared in front of me and was both angry and sad…” He couldn’t help but choke with laughter: “Hahahahaha, ok seriously, you had a wet dream of sorts and you managed to keep your pants clean? Man Sparda, I know you were born to be part of the playboy’s club.” “Geez, is that sarcasm or are you just egging me on?” “No hard feelings Sparda about me laughing at you but yeah there is a playboy’s club here in Japan. You do remember the ways of seduction right?” “Take control of it of course. Girls hate a guy who needs a run through…but girls hate real social c**k fighters as much as the coward.” “Well just show a little hands on style to show that you are going to lead in the relationship” After a little but unnecessary lecture on dating, the results turn inconclusive and I decided to hit the hay…The Coca Cola brand party is happening in 3 days and I got to be ready to represent Irui...


Angelus’ PoV


We both huddled together happily at a café together, it was our bi-annual anniversary as a couple together and we were sharing a cup of mocha together. As we drank the mocha, we inadvertedly gave each other a taste of our feelings and emotions for one another. However, as I finished our cup of coffee, she kind of seemed uneasy about telling me something…the words however came out of her mouth and the word held me in shock…

CCCRRRAASSSHHH!!! I got out of my bed in a style that can relate to the things I watch in children cartoons, the good old fashioned falling out of bed. I gotten awake and washed my face in the sink and cleaned myself up. As I finished cleaning myself, I decided to microwave some leftovers from yesterday’s dinner and started eating and watched the TV. Usual news and stuff, although a recent event talks about how A.C.S.E is going to release a new brand drink for Coca Cola seemed interested as they decided to hire Japanese American Irui Mizuha as their poster girl…she looks rather well figured and curvy in my honest opinion…But no time for that right now, I got to head to the employment office to see if there are any new job offers available, my contract with another company ran out and I needed a new part time…After a staggering run to the employment office. I noticed a photo-op for an up and coming publicity event for A.C.S.E. I took it to the local office and was told the party was in 3 days so I should look my nicest. With that I decided to head out for lunch, and I knew a nice simple diner down at the beach. Ordering a Double Burger with BBQ sauce Special and a side order of fries and coke, I decided to hang out for a while and scope the room…Too busty for my taste…don’t like the short hair…and then there she is…the girl with the silver hair…I decided to sit next to her…she was only wearing a sling style bikini with wrapping to give her a little bit of modesty. Of course the reception from her was less the warm: “Sorry boy, I don’t date with men…only girls are generally of my taste.” Of course, I refuted: “You sure? I am not dating you, I am just giving myself something to look at while my burger and fries are being cooked” She then gave off a slight blush, I decided to make myself subtle: “So want me to get you anything, hot dog, Italian cream soda, Vanilla Ice Cream with extra chocolate and peanuts…” Of course her and my stomach growled as a result of thinking of such foods and she told me she would like a normal burger with vanilla ice cream and got both of us an order and we both sat down to our meal. “So, what’s your name and where are you from?” She said: “I am Hanazono Shizuma and Japanese of course…studied in Astera Hill as a Miator Student and you?”
“Angelus Annelid, Italian American, not related to any famous Mafioso.” She giggled: “I see you know the ways of Italian, so can you guess mine?” “Your hair, it smells of lilies…it reminds me of France and its source of culture, Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, Moulin Rouge… yes, very French girl indeed.” Of course that came off on her very romantic…although slightly offended at the last part when I related her to being part of an expensive red light district joint…”Well I didn’t exactly find that raunchy, but rather a foil of sorts.” “Of course, we are here in the US…I just got back from getting a job at the local Coca Cola Party event, I was to be a freelance photographer at the event, you going?” “Going? I am practically invited; I was to provide the local parlour with some live entertainment at the grand piano. So, you are going by yourself or something?” “Alone? Yeah, it’s pretty much me, myself and I. But…lets forget about that and have some fun!” And both of us ran down the beach playing on the water…sure I was wearing only my jeans and jacket, but ah hey what the hell…I was perfectly fine being all carefree with Shizuma…after splashing around for a bit we both were sitting on the sand and I decided to talk to her: “Shizuma…so how hilarious do you think to be in one day, going on a pseudo date with a guy?” “There is nothing wrong with that, I mean I fell in love with other girls in my first try…but you…are the first guy ever to win me over like that on my first day with you.” “Well…any concerns about future relationships between me and you?” “Well…remember, I am a lesbian first and bisexual second, so if I start kissing other girls, don’t go and think I am cheating on you ok?” “Hey, as long you got room for me, I don’t give a damn.” “Promise that you really won’t hate me?” “Ah sure, as long I get to kiss you” And she and I had a little peck on the lips, that night, I went back to her place to say good night and I went home as well…3 days before the coca cola party…wonder if I will see her on the flight…

Chapter 2: Final Moments


Angelus’ PoV

“Flight 72 for Tokyo is arriving shortly…please take all luggage before boarding, thank you for your corporation” As I took a deep breath, a familiar face appeared in front of me…
“Angelus is that you?” I turned to look at her… ”Shizuma? You are on this flight too? So what class?” “Business, my family is rather well off so I can afford to go on the nicer parts of the flight, how about you?” “I am taking Business; it’s more a company thing, A.C.S.E made a nice effort to make my life comfortable…” She turned and smiled at me: “I can say the same thing…” I told her…”Hey Shizuma, would you like to sit with me when we get onboard? I want to know more about you…and understand you more.” She looked at me and smiled: “As long we don’t go over the top with whole romance bit we are alright…” The flight call for our flight soon came about 15 minutes later and we both got on board…

Sparda’s PoV

“So Sparda, you got any ideas how we could make the coke promo a smash hit?” As I sat somewhat care freely on my seat, I turned to one of the employees in my board meeting: “As a matter of fact, I do. I am thinking about having a skilled Bartender at our party who specialise in Coke cocktail mixes. Of course, if that is ok by you as I planned for this to be an all ages thing, and in Japan, the legal age here is 20.” The employee told me: “Well…as long you manage to keep the kids from the bartender table and only give them access to the drink cooler, we are fine.” “Well then, meeting adjourned, I am going to prep for the party”. As I headed out of the door, Yasunobu came up to me: “So Sparda, have you check who is coming? Here is the guest list you wanted me to copy for you.” I then shuffled through the papers: “Blah, blah, blah…Hanazono Shizuma? Why do I feel like I met her before?” Yasubonu replied: “Well, she is the pianist for the lounge part of the party. Why you seem so nervous?” I told him: “Well I kind of met her once I think, maybe when I meet her at the party, I can find what happened in my dream yesterday…”

Angelus’ PoV

The flight to Tokyo was definitely that of a bore, as I sat in my lounge like seat with Shizuma…we were doing our own things, mine was some famous kung fu flick while hers was listening to some music. Then the stewardess arrived with our meals, apparently since we are overseas, I could order some alcohol and I asked her: “Hey Shizuma, how old are you?” Shizuma replied: “Only 18, Angelus.” I was at a crossroads involving morality at that point, asking another woman to go and drink was just asking for trouble…I decided have some red wine to go with my meal and for an non first class flight, free chocolates. Of course we ate our meal as if we were both over a candlelit dinner…Looking over the horizon…then she for all reasoning (or lack there of) poured herself a cup of wine from my bottle and we both had a toast to our relationship. Sure I wasn’t married, but it feels like a small honeymoon. After the inflight meal, I decided to nap a little, we don’t reach Tokyo for 6 more hours at least and I thought it would be a good time to sleep a bit…Rustle, Rustle, Shizuma then laid next to me with her blanket and we both dozed off together…


Sparda’s PoV

I was back at my Apartment chilling at the computer and just browsing through the seduction community website. Sure they had good advice…but as I was thinking about their advice, memories of the past raced through to my head….I remember when I was a teenager, how I found I had a proficiency at business and how I also was a flirt at my classes. As my head snapped back into reality…I just thought…how I could start over in the place I screwed up in…

Angelus’ PoV

I stirred awake in the 4 hours of sleep I had for breakfast, Shizuma was still sleeping like an angel. Breakfast for both of us managed to wake up Shizuma as well and we both had a somewhat quiet breakfast, until I ask her: “How is Astrea Hill like?” “Well, its an all girls school where males can’t get into…but a person done it once, and he won and lost my heart…” I asked her: “Why was that?” She then showed a silent yet sad face as she refused to tell me about the secret. Rather then badger her into telling me about the relationship, I decided to chat with her about some of the more mundane stuff. Soon the plane touched down and Shizuma and I seemed to have split paths as we left the airport…I called for a cab and stayed at hotel where the Coca Cola Party will take place…Although many things raced through my thoughts; How was I able to woo Shizuma like that? I mean Shizuma was a lesbian and was going through heartbreak…why would she be so eager just to act so vulnerable and let me take her heart like that....could it be just manipulation? Or better yet, she finally found the ideal guy to be with?