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 9

By Haruka (haruka@ymail.com)

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Since you guys were integral to my having an opportunity to talk to Wanda alone today, I figured I owed you all the details of our encounter.

As planned (although I don’t know yet how you guys ultimately managed it), Wanda was alone by her locker at the beginning of lunch period. She never hurries because she doesn’t like to eat in the cafeteria, so all the other kids had already rushed off to get there first, and Pietro was noticeably absent.

She didn’t see me right away – she seemed busy with something in her hands. I didn’t want to startle her (having done so in the past, I know it’s not a healthy idea) so from a few feet away, I cleared my throat and said, “Excuse me, Wanda.”

She glanced in my direction, but only long enough to acknowledge my presence. “What do YOU want?”

Okay, so she sounded hostile. Wanda has a lot of reasons to be hostile and mistrustful (you would, too, if you’d been confined to a mental institution for five years of your life.) I ignored her tone and pressed onward. “I was wondering, that is, if you’re not busy, if you’d like to go out with me Friday night.” There, I’d said it! Go, fuzzy dude!

Wanda didn’t exactly fall into my arms. She didn’t even smile, but I hadn’t expected her to. I also didn’t expect the next question.

“What is this? Some kind of X-Men infiltration trick?”

I was taken aback. “No!” I exclaimed, maybe with more vehemence than necessary. “I’ve always, I mean, I just wanted ….” At this point, my holographically-induced image was probably showing a blush. You can’t see it in my normal form, but there’s no fur to hide it in the induced form. I looked at her helplessly. “I just like you, Wanda. I think you’re very attractive and interesting, and I’d like to get to know you better.” I ran a hand nervously through my hair and chuckled. “Believe me, if the X-Men were going to use someone to charm a girl for a mission, I wouldn’t be their first choice for the job.”

She stared at me long enough that I had plenty of time to avert my eyes and think about how badly I was messing this up, when she finally spoke.

“Hmmph. Their loss.”

I looked at her and nearly had a heart attack. Wanda was smiling at me. It wasn’t one of those big, broad smiles – it was hardly more than a smirk. But I’d take it!

“So will you go out with me?” I asked again.

She heaved a sigh. “What the hell could two completely different people like us ever find to do on a date?”

For some reason, my eyes fell to what she’d been holding all this time, and I realized it was a pamphlet for the upcoming Bayville Carnival.

“How about that?” I suggested brightly, pointing to the pamphlet. “It opens Friday, right?”

Wanda glanced down at the pamphlet and then SHE blushed (yes, really!) “Pietro gave me this. He plans to go with the guys. He invited me, but I didn’t think it would be my kind of scene.”

“Have you ever been to one?” I asked eagerly. “I’ve only been once, but it was a blast!” I didn’t add that the blast had included a fight with the Brotherhood before she joined them and an ex-‘girlfriend’ of mine.

Wanda shook her head. “No, I’ve never been.” She sounded almost wistful. I think she missed out on a lot of childhood fun, considering what Magneto did to her.

“Then that settles it! We’ll go to this one, okay?” I hoped she wouldn’t accuse me of being too presumptuous or pushy, but now I wasn’t just thinking of the date, but that Wanda had been deprived of stuff like this for way too long.

Slowly, she nodded. “Okay, I guess so.” Her head came up sharply and I caught my breath at receiving a full blast of those beautiful blue-grey eyes (you know, the same ones Pietro has. Oiy.)

“We’ll have to meet there,” she said firmly. “I don’t want you coming to the Brotherhood house.”

I’m not sure if her caution was designed to protect me from the boys or she from their teasing, but I agreed.

After we set a time and specific place to meet, she left. I would have liked to have eaten lunch with her, but decided I’d better not push my luck. I had the date, that’s all that mattered!

Now I just have to make sure all goes well and we avoid the Brotherhood as much as possible. Oh, and somehow, I have to break the news to Mystique that I’m about to go out with Magneto’s daughter. Or maybe I’ll just keep quiet ….

Kurt

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As is the case around Hotel School (because our authors are insane), my life has taken another big, unexpected twist.

I'm being adopted.

No, it's not Kunzite, or anyone else living in our suite. It's Fye-san -- he's a Magi who has been training me for a while now, because my power has surpassed Kunzite's (for a long time, I didn't want to admit that, even though Kunzite himself was trying to tell me.) I do love Fye-san, and it's absolutely AMAZING that after all this time, someone actually wants ME (the kid who put up his own 'free to good home' ad in the school's online community back at the beginning.)

But things aren't that simple. Oh no.

Fye-san just eloped. His new husband? Zoisite's nemesis, Nephrite.

But even THAT isn't as simple as it sounds.

Nephrite has been training his own junior high tennis team in secret. Eight boys, aged thirteen-fourteen, all of them orphans whom he 'discovered' in a local orphange and personally trained on the sly.

Now comes the kicker. He found out that the conditions his team have been living in at the orphanage are less-than-suitable, and he decided to adopt ALL of them (Fye-san agreed so long as they could also adopt me.)

So in the span of one day, I have acquired a mother (male, btw), a father (who is only nineteen), and EIGHT big brothers. And guess what?

I've never met ANY of those kids!

It's going to be so weird leaving Kunzite's suite, especially because I'll be leaving Ritsuka-san (who is still my boyfriend!) and Midori -- my two best friends.

Oh, you might wonder what Zoisite did when he found out about all this. He sent a beautiful big flower arrangement to Fye-san, along with a ribbon draped across it that read, "My Deepest Sympathies."

Yayoi (the only twelve-year-old, God help me.)

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My new family situation is even stranger than I first thought (and as you know, it was plenty strange to begin with!) But now I’ve actually met and moved in with these kids and found out something about them, and the weirdness quotient is off the scale.

All of my ‘brothers’ are fourteen except for two of them, but someone still has to be the eldest, and that dubious honour belongs to Uruki. He’s to-die-for handsome (to be truthful, all my new siblings are gorgeous, which makes me feel kind of inadequate.) He can be smug and condescending, but then he’ll switch gears and be gentle and considerate. Maybe being contrary like that has to do with his Seishi powers. Yep, he’s a Seishi like Nuriko (you may remember he’s the housekeeper/babysitter back in the home I just moved out of.) Only Nuriko is a Suzaku Seishi, and Uruki is a Genbu Seishi (Uruki is his Seishi name, btw. His real name is Rimudo.) He has the power of wind, but when he activates it and the symbol on his body shows up, it’s the character for ‘woman’ and the reason for THAT is that he actually turns into a girl! (who is also beautiful.)

The other fourteen-year-olds I’ll just list in no particular order.

I haven’t been able to learn much about Syaoran except that he’s the one that was picked to be Captain of their tennis team. I guess this is because he’s the most responsible. He doesn’t seem like the type who’ll pick on me or be an instigator – more likely, he’ll try to stop it. I hope so, anyway.

Then there are Chihaya and Kohaku. They play Doubles on Nephrite’s team and there’s a reason why they’re nicknamed, “The Angelic Pair.” They’re really angels. No lie. Beautiful, sweet, kind, nice to everyone – they’ll be very easy to get along with (although they seem obsessed with weaving beads, ribbons, and flowers into my butt-length hair.) They’re different kinds of angels from each other. Kohaku is the traditional kind from Heaven, and has lovely gossamer-type wings. Kohaku is genderless, but since you generally have to be one or the other at any given time, he calls himself male. Chihaya is from another planet called Eden, and the angels there are all light-haired and white-winged, except for him. He has black hair and black wings, and he was exiled from Eden because of it (personally, I think he’s beautiful, but I guess even angels can be prejudiced against those who are different.)

Ranma and Mousse both suffer from trips to the cursed Jusenkyo springs. They managed to fall (or in Mousse’s case, walked into) different springs, and now whenever they’re hit with cold water, they change. Ranma becomes a girl, and Mousse becomes a duck. These guys don’t like each other at ALL (something about a fight over a girl named Shampoo in the past, and even though neither of them likes her now, they both hate each other.) Ranma is loudmouthed and boastful, especially about his martial arts prowess (something called the ‘Anything Goes’ style. He’s a troublemaker, and his roughhousing scares me a little. Mousse is also a martial artist (The Master of Hidden Weapons) and hides all kinds of scary stuff up the voluminous sleeves of his kimono. Even in duck form, he hides weapons in his feathers! He wears glasses (finally, another kid in a family of mine that wears glasses!) and although he professes to have lousy eyesight, he can hit a tennis ball with deadeye accuracy. Funny thing, with his glasses and waist-length black hair, Mousse and I kind of look like we COULD be brothers. Personality-wise, he’s nicer than Ranma, but tends to over-dramatize.

Last but not least are the two thirteen-year-olds, and watch out, Youhei and Kouhei: They’re identical twins! What’s more, they’re ALSO Seishi, but these guys represent Seiryuu rather than Suzaku or Genbu (man, all we need is a Byakko Seishi and we’ve got a full quadrant!) Amiboshi is the first-born twin, and he’s the nicer of the two. He plays the flute – it’s very nice to hear. His power moves through his flute, too. Suboshi is rougher-edged, and his power is kind of telekinetic, but only with a specific weapon he controls (I haven’t seen it yet, but I hear it’s like a bunch of spinning balls on threads or something. He can’t really use it unless he wants to hurt or kill someone, so I hope I NEVER see it!) The twins are very close.

Well, that’s it! You’ll probably be hearing more about my new brothers now that I’ve moved in (and whoever is the first to get spanked by our new parents, let’s hope it’s not me!)

Yayoi

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End of Compilation 9

(2006)

No characters here are mine.

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