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, 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 7

By Haruka (haruka@ymail.com)

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I've been working hard at tennis practice, and we had a tournament over the weekend. I didn't have time to get into TOO much trouble, although I did manage one little faux-pas when Mizuki from St. Rudolph was being his typical snot during our doubles match with his players. I got so fed up with his hoity-toity smirk that I turned around, yanked down my shorts and mooned him (um, and about half the people in the stands.) One old lady screamed (come on, my butt isn't THAT bad! ;)

Sasaki-sensei (our Coach) barked an order at me to knock it off and the linesman chimed in his own rebuke (we WERE in the middle of a match after all.) At least we ended up winning over St. Rudolph, anyway (take THAT Mizuki! XÞ), but Sasaki-sensei insisted on scolding me alone afterwards, saying that if I ever bared my backside in public while representing Hyotei Gakuen again he would take me over his knee right there on the court. Sheesh.

My teammates were divided on my actions; some thought I rocked, others thought I was 'gauche' (Atobe-buchou.) I only really care about Yuushi's opinion, and all he did was shake his head and say (in that throaty, sexy, Kansai accent of his), "Oh, Gaku ...." and tried not to smile. Score. ;)

Gakuto

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I was heading out for Burger Barn today when I saw Scott throwing a tizzy fit beside his car (and as you other Institute kids know, seeing Scott throw any kind of fit is a rarity!) I went over and asked what was wrong, and he pointed at the car.

"I locked the keys inside," he said in frustration, then looked at me. He started to smile as the lightbulb came on. "Hey, Kurt, you could teleport inside and get them for me, right? I'd really appreciate it!"

"Sure, no problem!" I replied. What are friends for, after all?

So I teleported into the driver's seat and reached for the keys. Once I got my two furry fingers on them, I hesitated. I COULD take them out with me right away, I mused, or I could take advantage of the opportunity of a lifetime.

I didn't see Scott's expression as his engine roared to life and his precious baby zoomed down the driveway with me behind the wheel, but I can imagine what it must have looked like.

I didn't go far, and I wasn't gone long -- it was pretty much the equivilent of taking a ride around the block -- but when I pulled back into the driveway and got out of the car, you'd have thought I drove to Kingdom Come.

"Here are your keys!" I grinned, holding them out.

Scott snatched them out of my hand, turned me around, whacked me HARD, then got into the car himself and drove away (burning rubber, I might add.)

First of all, he had NO right to hit me. Second, to just take off like that without giving me a chance to retaliate was cowardly. Third, it was FUNNY, Scott! Grow a sense of humour! Sheesh!

(Okay, fine, so when he got back and I confronted him about it, he said that it was either whack me or punch me in the face. In that respect, I guess I prefer the first choice. He also said that he was late picking up Jean when I pulled my little stunt and she read him the riot act for keeping her waiting. I suppose I DID delay him, but still ....)

It WAS funny. That's the one point we still won't agree on.

Kurt

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Wow, I mean, WOW! @_@

I guess all of us from my world who came here (me, Ritsuka, Soubi, Kio, Ai, Midori, Youji, and Natsuo) have been changing bit by bit since then, and with good reason. For most of us, life is so much better here, and there's no need for the Fighter/Sacrifice teaming or a school like Seven Moons to abuse them in training. Everyone can choose the life they want for themselves. But I don't think anyone expected what happened today.

Soubi told Ritsuka that while he still loves him and always will want to protect him, he's not IN love with him. He's in love with Kio, and his feelings are reciprocated (he and Kio have been friends since they were my age.) This is miraculous, because it shows that finally, Soubi no longer feels like anyone's pet dog (that's the way Ritsuka's brother Seimei used to treat him), and he's entitled to have a normal life with a man his own age. You may remember that Kio is foster parent to Youji and Natsuo (the little Zeros) -- well, Soubi has always been good with them (even though they tortured him during a spell battle once) and he wants to help Kio raise them AND Ritsuka!

Ritsuka is adjusting to this turnaround in their relationship. I think he'll be okay so long as he knows that Soubi still loves him, even if he's not going to marry him someday and is instead going to adopt him. This way, Ritsuka is ALSO free to pursue relationships with people his own age.

Which is where _I_ hope to come in.

I never made any secret of the fact that I originally came to this world because I was in love with Ritsuka and followed him here. He and Soubi were all wrapped up in their screwed-up relationship then, but I stuck around because I had nowhere else to go and I could at least be a good friend to Ritsuka if nothing else. And now I AM his closest friend, so maybe, once he gets over it all, he and I can learn from Soubi and Kio waiting eight years to get together and not make the same mistake (although in their case, there wasn't much choice. Soubi was Seimei's slave.)

Anyway, while I feel badly that Ritsuka is hurting right now, I'm also feeling hopeful for me. For _us_. I hope that doesn't make me a bad person, but if it does, I guess I can't really help the way I feel. At least for now, Ritsuka is letting me comfort him.

Yayoi

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Don't ever, EVER, call Mystique the 'b' word.

See, we got into a little thing earlier, where I wanted to go out and she said I couldn't because of my last grade on my math assignment. She knew I had a test tomorrow and wanted me to study instead. I protested, she insisted, I said something to the effect of, "Why do you have to be such a bitch about this?"

*POW* My head about left my neck, she slapped me so hard. My ears are still ringing and I'm probably going to have a huge bruise tomorrow. I guess I had it coming, but OUCH! ><

Before Scott says anything, I DID apologize to her for what I said. She didn't apologize for smacking me, though. Too much to expect, I guess? Oh, well. Needless to say I won't be calling her THAT again (out loud ....)

John/Pyro

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End of Compilation 7

(2005)

No characters here are mine.

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