Bound By Destiny

Her Eyes May Be Beautiful, But She's A Total Klutz

Chapter Summary: Nico, meet Maki, Maki, add acting dumb in front of a cute girl to your list of character traits.

A/N: Inspired by "Casual Lunacy" on Archiveofourown.org, contains minor quirks from it such as nicknames and mild character traits, meet the supernatural love live cast.

Nico Yawaza wasn't a fan of moving.

If she had the choice she'd stay in one place throughout her college years and then consider expanding her acting talents to somewhere that's more than a few hours away from her home.

She didn't mind traveling, visiting different cities or countries for a week or two or even months if she had to, but moving? Ugh. However, this was a move she hadn't really had the choice of making. Not when she was definitely a high level inducer mage and a prestigious college offered her a full-ride scholarship to switch schools that publicly accepted supernaturals. Plus...

"Nicocchi!"

Nico had her breath completely knocked out of her as someone who was larger than her, which was most of the world actually, squeezed her tightly. Her face was squished against the person's chest and anger flashed through Nico's small body.

"Get off of me!" Nico squirmed in her friend's arms only to squeal when the hug tightened further around her small frame and her feet were lifted off of the ground, "let me go you perverted grape!"

Well this was certainly some welcome. Here she was, having just finished her morning acting class, the stage was huge! Bigger than she had ever seen before, and now she found herself being squished to death by her childhood friend.

"Auh, I'm hurt Nicochi! Just for that," the offending hug tightened enough for Nico to hear her spine popping in a few places.

"Fuck you Nozomi!" Nico squealed through the hug, flailing her arms, "I have half a mind to blast you off of me!" She was happy to see her, even if she was threatening to blast her into a wall just to escape her clutches and being held against the curves that Nico lacked.

Nozomi merely laughed, "I missed you too Nicochi!"

"Let..." Nico struggled in the suffocating hug, "me... go!"

Another voice giggled and Nico felt something cold and wet against her ankle and promptly froze. "Nozomi-"

"What. The Hell. Was. That!" Nico freaked out, "seriously Nozomi let me go!"

Nico stumbled into the offending person as she was released, "now that was rude Nicochi, that's how you treat friends."

"Friends? Something just touched my leg you jerk-face!" Nico snapped and leaned on Nozomi to crane her head around and lift her leg to see what exactly had touched her.

Nozomi merely chuckled, "it was just a dog Nico, calm down."

Nico groaned, her fingers brushing over the wet spot on her ankle, "seriously? Who keeps a dog with them on campus?"

"Excuse me," a gentle voice with a higher pitch spoke up and Nico instantly spun around to face them.

A young woman with ash-blonde hair and soft golden amber eyes looked back at Nico with a mildly amused smile and thin eyebrows. She was decently tall, about four inches taller than Nico with soft freckles scattered around her fair skin and gentle rosy cheeks. It was clear to Nico that she was well informed in a fashionable sense with her soft cream colored billowy skirt and ruffled shirt beneath a darker blazer paired with nude ankle boots on her feet and a designer backpack/purse slung over one shoulder. However she was also obviously super natural if the soft white wings tucked in at her back weren't an illusion placed on her. She was also rather familiar, but how exactly she wasn't sure.