Haruka's Fanfiction

The following wasn't written as a fic, but rather as (edited) excerpts from a spanking RPG called ‘Spanking Refugee Vent’ or ‘Sprefvent’ for short. In it I play characters from various fandoms including Prince of Tennis, Death Note, Garo, Fruits Basket, Gekirangers, Kamen Rider Den-O, AAA, etc. The PoT characters are based around my Changechildren AU fic, and so are not necessarily canon. Same-sex relationships are included. Please note that although spanking is the main topic in the RPG, characters are allowed to vent about other things, so not ALL excerpts may contain spanking.


Sprefvent - Compilation 47

By Haruka (haruka@ymail.com)

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Welcome to the AAA Secret Club!

Fans may recognize the Club from the 'extra' clips we’ve started putting on our CDs, but for those who haven’t seen them, it’s where we AAA members draw lots to see who has to go on 'missions.' These missions are usually stupid, embarrassing, and hilarious, especially considering they take place around Avex (the company that owns our souls) and in public!

Today was a little different; we weren’t at Avex, we were here in the mansion, and had basically nothing to do. We weren’t expected in class yet (they’re still processing our records) and we didn’t have any commitments outside. We could have rehearsed our dancing, but then Shuuta suggested an unofficial, meeting of the Secret Club and we all went for it (idiots that we are. XD)

We all sat down in a corner of the upstairs hallway with our game supplies. We didn’t have our official box to draw lots from, so we made our own using chopsticks (marking one with a black tip), and stuck the ends in a tall spaghetti container that we borrowed from the kitchen. We shuffled the sticks around, then reached in and all pulled one out. Naoya got the black tip.

“Leader goes first!” Misako declared (that’s one of our nicknames for him, because he’s the leader of our band, as well as being our big brother.) We had prepared different missions ahead of time, shuffled the papers they were written on, and laid them out in a row, face-down. Naoya picked up one of the papers and laughed when he read it.

“Okay, I’m off,” he said, and headed down the hall, drinking a root beer that he’d picked up from among our supplies. Shuuta followed at a discreet distance with our videocamera to catch the action for the rest of us (and maybe for a future CD, who knows?)

For Naoya’s mission, he had to first come across someone – anyone. As you guys all know, there are people all over this mansion. At this time of day, though, most of them were either in classrooms or training rooms, like the Danger Room. However, there were a few others around, and once Naoya went downstairs, someone came around the corner – a pretty young woman with long dark hair in a Hawaiian-style dress.

She gasped, startled, as they had nearly run into each other. “I’m sorry,” she said, then smiled. “I don’t think we’ve met – my name is Nani. And you are …?”

In reply, Naoya belched in her face. Loudly. Nani blinked back at him, stunned, while he handed her the empty root beer can, bowed and rushed back upstairs to us. We stifled laughter as we slapped him on the back.

“That poor girl!” Shuuta snickered. “The look on her face was priceless!”

“I’m sure I made a great first impression.” Naoya shook his head.

“Next draw!” Misako announced, setting up the chopsticks once more.

Our unlucky loser this time turned out to be Mitsu, who chose his mission slip carefully and tried to hide it from the rest of us, but Nisshi plucked it out of his fingers and read it out loud. We all snickered, covering our mouths to keep the noise down.

“I’ll take the camera this time,” Misako volunteered, taking it from Shuuta and following Mitsu on his adventure.

For Mitsu’s mission, he started right there in the hallway, heading for the bedrooms. Most of the doors are left open when no one is there, but a couple of them were closed, indicating people inside. In front of the first one he found closed, he crouched down on all fours in front of it and barked. Yes, like a dog. Then he scratched on the door and whined. Quickly, he got up and ran to the next closed door to repeat the procedure.

Sometimes the doors opened and somebody would stick their head out to look for the ‘dog.’ Mitsu had a lot of ground to cover, so he couldn’t stick around to see reactions, but Misako’s camera got them all, and if you were one of those people, you know who you are. Or maybe you were one of the kids in the classrooms, because yep, Mitsu had to make his way to THAT area and start scratching, barking, and whining at every closed classroom door he could find. Most of the time, the teacher would look out and Mitsu would already be further down the hall, so they would just shake their head in disgust and close the door again. One time, though, the teacher must have been right on the other side of the door when Mitsu barked and scratched because it opened while he was still there! He found himself looking up into the vaguely-amused face of Souma Shigure, teaching his literature class. He leaned in the doorway and folded his arms, regarding my embarrassed brother with a grin.

“Well, well!” he drawled. “I knew that my being the Dog of the Jyuunishi meant other dogs would come to me from all over, but I never knew it could turn vampire boys INTO dogs.” He patted Mitsu on the head. “Good boy, good Mitsuhiro! Go fetch now and leave us to our lessons!” He tossed something from his pocket further down the hall, then closed the door while the entire class erupted into laughter.

Turned out what he’d tossed was a wrapped piece of Deneb candy, which Mitsu gladly fetched and munched on as consolation as he continued on his mission.

It took a while for him to cover all the closed doors in the mansion where people might have been (the final one being Professor Xavier’s office door, where after he’d barked and whined, was mentally told by said Professor to take his silly games elsewhere as he had work to finish.)

Back upstairs with the rest of us, it took a few minutes before we could stop laughing at Mitsu long enough to continue with the game, but we finally settled down and made the next draw.

“Oh no!” Misako groaned, looking at her chopstick with the black tip. “Well, at least we didn’t include that awful mission I keep losing where you guys smack my arms!”

“Nope, but you still have to pick one of these!” Chiaki told her, indicating the slips of paper with the missions hidden on each underside. Misako took a deep breath and chose one. She cocked her head and smiled as she read it.

“Good, I got this one! It’s probably the least embarrassing of the bunch.”

I leaned over to read it past her shoulder. “But you have to eat or drink the most disgusting-looking thing in the kitchen! That may not be embarrassing, but could be life-threatening!”

“Not for a vampire, silly.” She got up, taking my hand to pull me up. “You operate the camera this time.”

“Remember to put some blood powder in whatever you eat or drink,” Naoya reminded her unnecessarily. Big brother worries about us too much sometimes.

Misako and I went down to the kitchen and began our search. I wasn’t just there to run the camera; I was also going to be the one who ultimately chose whatever my sister would consume, so I wanted it to be truly awful so as to make the mission worth it.

The trouble was that it seemed whoever cared for the kitchen was pretty on-the-ball when it came to getting rid of old food promptly. Even the refrigerator was full of fresh fruits and vegetables and dairy products – no mold or sour milk to be found.

Then I noticed a small jug of something near the back. I pulled it out and opened the lid, immediately making a face. It was liquid, but it was green. An unhealthy-looking, shiny, thick, greenish ooze that only looked fit for cleaning out a clogged pipe. It also smelled like whatever might have caused the clog to start with.

“Here.” I handed it to her. “Bon appetit.”

My sister took one look at the slop and gave me pathetic doe eyes. “You can’t be serious, Shinjiro.”

“Can you find anything better that fits the mission? You said it yourself; you’re a vampire. Whatever it is won’t kill you.” I took the dehydrated blood down from the special section in the cupboard we were given and sprinkled some into the jug. “Okay, go for it.”

“Brat,” she called me, then took a deep breath (although vampires don’t have to breathe, we can if we want to) and began downing the anonymous concoction.

At that moment, a little boy walked into the kitchen. I found out later his name was Ryoma, and he was staring at my sister like she’d lost all her marbles and then some.

“What is she doing?” he asked me.

“She has to consume the most disgusting-looking thing in the kitchen,” I explained, filming the action.

“Well, she found it,” Ryoma said frankly. “THAT’S Inui-senpai’s latest batch of Inui Juice. He makes us drink it as punishment during tennis practices.”

Misako somehow finished the last drop at that moment, shoving the jug at me. My camera caught every detail of the revolted expression on her pretty face, not to mention the tears streaming from her eyes. “That was the most vile thing in the world! Whoever made that slop should be locked in a loony bin!”

“I’ve been saying that for months,” Ryoma remarked dryly.

Misako suddenly turned as green as the liquid she’d drunk. “Excuse me!” she cried, and ran from the room, one hand over her mouth and the other on her stomach.

“That’s the usual reaction,” Ryoma confided.

I went back upstairs to show the others the video while we waited for Misako to return, and we all got a good laugh and groan at the same time over it.

And that’s the first half of my report on today’s AAA Secret Club! Four more missions are still to come – stay tuned!

Shinjiro

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End of Compilation 47

(2008)

No characters here are mine.

This fic is not to be re-posted.

NOTE: For the Secret Club write-up I did in the game, I chose the seven missions first and numbered them, then randomly drew the band members' names from slips of paper I made and put them with the missions in the order they were drawn so it was all left to chance, just like it is when the real band does it. That's why as the missions go on, you'll find that not everyone ended up getting one, because everyone draws in each round, even if they already went on a mission.

Also, if you want to see the original Secret Club missions, I uploaded them:

Secret Club 1: http://www.megaupload.com/?d=VZ85BD02
Secret Club 2: http://www.megaupload.com/?d=0EP6BJKX
Secret Club 3: http://www.megaupload.com/?d=VE22QK0W

They're frickin' hilarious! XD