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 15

By Haruka (haruka@ymail.com)

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I should be the first to answer my own ‘secrets-we-didn’t-tell-about-last-week’ challenge!

I didn’t get any full-blown spankings this week, but I got in trouble when it came time to finally restore Nephrite’s hair (my bruise has long-since faded, but I kept pretending I was covering it with make-up, hee!)

Finally, Nephrite confronted me in the shower room where he caught me not only naked (I’d scream PERVERT except that it IS a shower room for all of us in the Shitennou) but freshly-washed, so obviously I had no ‘make-up’ anymore.

He barely gave me time to grab a towel to cover myself with before hauling me out to throw me down in front of Kunzite and demand that I be made to undo my spell on his shiny, bald, bowling ball of a head. Kunzite ordered me to do so, which meant, of course, that I had to obey. Then he gave me a single, stinging whack over my towel (owie!) for having put Nephrite off for longer than had been necessary.

The whack seemed to satisfy Nephrite somewhat and he left. I asked Kunzite if he was angry with me and he said no, he was just relieved that I hadn’t attempted to reinforce the spell so that it was permanent.

If I’d thought that I could do so in a way that meant a stronger mage couldn’t undo it (like Kunzite) maybe I would have, darn it. ;)

Zoisite

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I’d have been fine this week if not for being late to tennis practice (again) and having Tezuka-buchou spank me (again.)

I’ve gotten more spankings from my fourteen-year-old Captain since starting school at Seigaku than I have in an entire lifetime with Oyaji.

Ryoma

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If I posted every time I got told off in a day, you guys would never stop hearing from me, but I guess the most interesting one last week was when I had to bring a note home from school for the Professor. I had cut a couple of classes, strategically planning it on the day when Mystique was out of the office and the Vice-Principal was in charge. I just felt like knocking back and working on my writing in the park because it was a nice day out.

I didn't think the VP would be on the ball much, but I ended up getting called into the office as soon as I showed up for my last class and he gave me the note in a sealed envelope (of course.)

I brought it home and gave it to the Prof, figuring to just get it over with. Good thing I started early, because I was subjected to what felt like an all-evening lecture about the evils of skipping school (it wasn't really that long, but you know what I mean.)

I think the only thing that saved me from getting my butt kicked was when I told him WHY I'd cut and showed him the pages and pages of handwritten story I'd been working on. He'd known about my habit of writing detective stories, and had encouraged it in the past, so he almost seemed pleased that I wasn't just goofing off in the mall or whatever.

But he still grounded me to my room for the night. At least it gave me a chance to type up my pages (maybe that was his intention.)

Of course, when Mystique heard about it, I got a brand-new lecture, but still no beating. Woot!

Pyro

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I'm ashamed to admit that I did have one incident this week that could have been worse, but was still frightening for me.

I was at Hyotei, and was in the music room, practicing my violin (alone.) I was having trouble with a bridge in one piece of music and when I'd flubbed it for the twentieth time in a row, I threw my bow down in frustration. However, my aim was off, and it bounced off the corner of a table and ricocheted through the air, heading for a window pane. A hand appeared in front of me and caught it, and I turned to find Sakaki-sensei giving me a stern look.

"Ohtori-kun, I'm ashamed of you," he said. "That's a fine display of temper that doesn't suit you, and to throw your bow like that is no better than throwing your tennis racquet on the court. Would you do that?"

"No, Sensei," I murmured, staring at the floor. I bowed to him. "I'm sorry."

He handed the bow back to me. "Control yourself this time. Self-control is a sign of maturity, and I don't want immature behaviour in my music class or on my tennis court, do you understand?"

"Yes, Sensei," I whispered, feeling my eyes well up. I hate being so sensitive sometimes.

He left me alone then, and didn't say anything else about it, but I felt like I'd been spanked all day long when he'd never laid a finger on me.

Choutarou

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My own guilty secret from last week was when I came home from Fudomine and burst into the mansion at superspeed and knocked Hanamura-san half-way across the foyer because I wasn't watching where I was going (pretty stupid at superspeed, I'll admit, but I only glanced back for a fraction of a second!)

Luckily, Hanamura-san careened into Echizen Nanjiroh (who didn't look too unhappy to have a beautiful woman with a sexy bod fall on him) so she didn't get hurt, but the essays she'd just finished correcting from the class she teaches at Jyousei had been in her hands and they went flying EVERYWHERE. I sped around and gathered them all up while she and Echizen-san chewed me out for being careless with my power, then Hanamura-san sentenced me to standing
in the corner of the foyer for fifteen minutes.

It sounds like nothing, but ever since gaining my power, I don't have much patience anymore and besides, standing there in the foyer meant any kid coming in and going out of the mansion could see me and tease me (starting with my own boyfriend, thanks, Shinji.)

Kamio

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Yuushi and I have to do a joint reply here, because our big story from last week involved the two of us getting home late for curfew. We thought it might be smart to try and sneak in and make it look like we'd been there all along and just got lost amongst all the kids.

Our first attempt didn't work out so well because my stupid roommate (Shishido) wasn't in our room (I had tried using my power to rise up to the bedroom window, but without him to let me in, it was no good. Going to Yuushi's window was a little riskier, because his is across the hall on the front of the house, but we did it anyway. That's when we found Shishido (making out with Choutarou, Yuushi's
roommate.)

Auugh!

We decided to try Yuushi's power next, so he cast an illusion of the foyer looking exactly as it did already (no people in it.) Then we just walked across it, the illusion hiding us from view.

That's when Ryoma's stupid cat came darting out of nowhere chasing a MOUSE! And the rodent ran right across my sneakers!

Okay, I screamed bloody murder. So did Yuushi

(I did not.) - Yuushi

Yes, you did! And in our flailing around we bumped into each other and killed the illusion, just in time for almost the entire population of the mansion to come investigate the screaming, including the adults. -_-;

Yuushi and I were grounded to our rooms for the entire weekend. I couldn't WAIT for school to start again on Monday (not only to get out of the mansion, but to see Yuushi again. God, I wish we were roommates!)

(As do I, Gakuto, but it's because we want it so much that they will not permit it.) - Yuushi

Yeah, I know. *sigh* Anyhow, that's what happened to us last week.

Gakuto

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End of Compilation 15

(2006)

No characters here are mine.

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