Haruka's Fanfiction

The following wasn't written as a fic, but rather as (edited) excerpts from a SPANKING RPG in which I play characters from various fandoms including Prince of Tennis, Loveless, Sailormoon, X-Men, Death Note, etc. The setting for some of my characters is based in Michiru’s and my Alternate Universe and so are not necessarily canon. Same-sex relationships may be 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. Also know that the game has been going on for years, re-starting many times, so settings, characters, and their situations will change often.

Sprefvent - Compilation 2

By Haruka (haruka@ymail.com)

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I went to the mall to shop with my friend Kamatari (he’s another cute girly-boy, like me.) My way of clothes shopping is different from most – I can ‘magic’ clothes, so I don’t need to buy them. I go shopping for fashion ideas, instead.

So there we are in this one store and Kama-chan has just tried on an adorable pleated mini-skirt/blouse combo and I’m giving him a positive appraisal when he looks up and says, “Oh, _look_, Zoi! That would look so great on you!”

I checked out a manikin wearing a gorgeous red suede outfit. No one was in the vicinity, so I magicked a copy of it on myself. I looked smashing, if I do say so myself.

Out of nowhere a clerk appeared, frowning. “How did you get that? The one on the manikin is a ‘coming soon’ style – it doesn’t get released on the floor until next week.”

I flipped my hair back. “I guess someone released it early – I bought it yesterday.”

“That’s impossible!”

I guess the outfit was by some famous designer and the rules for releasing the new line are agreed on by all the stores carrying it and it’s a big no-no to pre-release the stock. Oops.

So next thing I knew, the store manager was there, demanding to know how I got the outfit and not believing my lies about getting it elsewhere (how dare he?)

After the mall security was brought in (what did they think I had done? They wouldn’t be able to find any evidence that I stole it because I didn’t!), Kamatari slipped off to one side and phoned Kunzite.

Things were resolved pretty fast after Kunzite arrived, though, because he was able to easily mindwipe them of ever having seen us, but he made me magic into another outfit in the interim, and he wouldn’t let Kamatari leave wearing the outfit he’d tried on (hey, they wouldn’t have remembered him ….)

So now I’m under strict orders from Kunzite not to magic new outfits while standing in a store that sells the style I’m borrowing. Spoilsport.

Zoisite

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Ritsuka is friends with the vampires upstairs, some of which make up the rock band, Lucifer (I'm a big fan of theirs.) While there, he got to hear their new single, the one that hasn't even been recorded yet. Then he bragged to me about it later. I got jealous and upset, and today in class I cast a spell so that anytime someone said the word, 'Sensei' (teacher), Ritsuka would hiccup, and when they said the word 'book', he would burp. It was really embarrassing for him, and I ended up taking the spell off after only one class, but I still got TWO lectures for it later (one from Soubi, then one from Kunzite.) I didn't get spanked, though, thankfully.

Yayoi

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It’s kind of a running joke amongst my family and friends that it is really hard to roust me out of bed in the morning, and my team captain has swatted me for being late to early tennis practice more than any other player. I guess even I can’t argue that I should be able to get to class and/or practice on time now that I LIVE right in the building where these things take place (as opposed to across town, when I used to attend Seigaku.)

Not only that, but now I’ve got a stepmother and three brothers to boot my butt out of bed in addition to Oyaji. But this morning, Aoi-kaasan, Takahisa, Youhei, and Kouhei all left early themselves for Jyousei tennis practice. Oyaji, while he made an attempt to get me up (by pushing on my face with his foot!) he didn’t check back a second time before leaving to fulfill some duty for the office (he’s not only tennis coach for Hotel School, he’s also in charge of records and stuff.)

So I ended up falling back to sleep and was awakened a while later by two of my older classmates, Ace and Shinobu. Both of these guys are A) in idol bands, the Angels and the Hearts, and B) heavily muscled. I suspect the latter is why they were chosen to fetch me.

I was pretty embarrassed to be ‘escorted’ into class by these two big guys, and my classmates thought it was hilarious. It surely didn’t help matters when Shigure-sensei (a member of the Souma family and usually a fun teacher, but also a bit of a freak) remarked, “Aww, I told you boys to drag him here by the ankles!”

“He’s too short, sensei,” Shinobu remarked with a grin. “We’d have had to carry him suspended upside-down the whole way!”

My face burned while everyone laughed. I suppose it’s still preferable to suffer that kind of embarrassment rather than spanking, but the stern glare I was getting from Tezuka-buchou (our fourteen-year-old team captain) made my butt tingle all morning, anyway.

Ryoma

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I just got into an argument with my mother (it had to do with sleeping on the sidewalk for concert tickets, the suggestion of which was met with much laughter on her part.) I guess I was getting louder and more vehement when Logan came by. Without a word of warning, he grabbed my shoulder, bent me over, and landed two whacks on my backside.

"Ow, HEY!" I protested.

"Logan, you don't even know what this was about," Mystique said.

"I know how he was talking to you, darlin'," he replied. "You should have walloped him yourself for that."

"I was getting around to that." She sniffed. "I wanted to make my point first."

"Well, I just made it for you," he concluded and went on his way.

I guess he's right, since that took the fight out of me and I ended up apologizing to Mother (hey, if she really WAS getting around to smacking me herself, I figured I'd be better off shutting up while my butt was still smarting from Logan's hand.) It's not like I was going to win the argument, anyway. Disputes like that usually end with the adult making the same point Logan did.

Kurt

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End of Compilation 2

(2005)

No characters here are mine.

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