Hiroko had thought long and hard about how to go with the RHC club this year. It came slow but the ideas did come. Keeping her hair in a long ponytail as she walked threw the school gates early, as president she had too. But it gave her a chance to setup her own little pranks against the , club members. But school wide was different. Teachers were the first targets, whoopy cushions, bad chairs or glue on the seats. She just hoped that she do a good job like her brother.

Unlocking the doors to the club, walking in taking a deep breath and with a smile she set out to welcome the club members. In the way of RHC does of course, so first thing is first. Pulling out grease from her bag, well cooking spray but it would work just as good. Something simple but effective to start out wit h, c oating most of the doorway save a small section. That she would walk and not slip, but there was one more person she'd need to get.

Sakuya the vice president would be a two time victim today. Putting a water solvant glue on her chair, grinning at the fact of her getting stuck to the chair. But with everything in order she awaited the arrival of the members before the start of the school day begun.

“Time to adjourn to the club room, I suppose.” Coming back from breakfast, Yuuki thought of the group of girl she ate with earlier…really big on sweet sandwiches. Yuuki herself wasn’t much a fan, but she did live for the opportunities messy eater brought to the table, so to speak. A crumb of bread on a person’s face gave her plenty a opening to lean over and lick it off, eliciting embarrassed blushes. Teasing others like this was fun, and it didn’t harm anybody much either.

Walking down the right hallway, nearing the club room…she distinctly remembered seeing Kawamura-san come down this way in passing, earlier. Approaching the door…”Ohayou, Yuu-chaaaaan~!” Looking over, the school flirt was waving at her. Smirking a little bit flirtatiously, before taking a step in, not entirely observing her surroundings--

fwip-BOOM-CRACK

Slipping and crashing onto the ground with quite a loud sound…Yuuki lay on her side, still, silent, unmoving. A shock of red splattered out on the doorway, by her head and splayed out arm, some of her hair obscured her eyes, but her lips were parted open ever so slightly.

Akira was humming happily to himself as he was walking down the corridor. He just finished his morning practise and was on his way to the club room when he saw the scene unfold. He stood silently in the doorway for a moment and clasp his hands together for a quick prayer. He then took out some kind of white sheet from his schoolbag and covered Yuuki's corpse with it.

"Rest in peace Yuuki, you are in a better place now....amin."

He then looked towards Hiroko with a serious look.

"Prez, not cool ok? You can't just kill members like that. Yuuki was our only bifauxnen. Who is going to fill in for her now? Who?" >:0

Iwao walked up to the little scene that was splayed out. "Oh my god you moron," he said with great vitriol, " she's not dead. Did you really forget what club we're in? She's playing dead." He then turned to yuuki. " and you. You're a total friggin mess." He pulled yuuki up to her feet, and wiped the back of her head with his glasses cloth. "I hope you're thinking about cleaning this up. I'm sure not reslonsible for this little mess. Here. Take my rag and start wiping. Chop chop. This room looks terrible." He stepped over the mess into thr club room. "I guess i really can't blame you for this can I? Too bad." He went and sat down near the back of the room.

Yuuki opened her eyes when glasses-boy pulled her up, "Oh, Yamamoto-san, I didn't know you cared!" Batting her eyelashes, and smiling charmingly, there were practically the roses and sparkle aura about her. "But you fail to impress much, in a long run. Hasn't anybody ever told you that to awaken a sleeping beauty, you must do if with your gentle kisses." Licking her lips of some stray jam here or there, she let her club mate clean up some of the jammy mess, chuckling to herself.

"I hope you're thinking about cleaning this up. I'm sure not responsible for this little mess. Here. Take my rag and start wiping. Chop chop. This room looks terrible."

With this, the bifauxnen pouted, and watched the student make his way across the room. She didn't actually mind cleaning up...the jam. Any prankster should be prepared to clean up their own mess, it was rather silly that Yamamoto thought a small glasses cloth would be of any help, but the little thing was appreciated. Using the clean part of the glasses cloth to clean one hand, before setting it down onto the table, and looking over at the messy strawberry jam packet.

Letting out a small sigh, and running her clean hand through the clean section of her hair...she made her way to Yamamoto. Dropping the empty packet into the trash bin in passing, she wrapped her arms around the younger teen's shoulders from behind, blowing hot air into his ear lightly, pressing her lightly oiled clothes to his pristine ones, "You forgot about having a taste." Reaching over, Yuuki stuck a jam covered finger into his mouth.

Slowly the locker in the room opened and out stepped a rather elegant girl which the others knew as Sakuya the vice president of the club. However her attention was focused completely on Hiroko at this point, she saw EVERYTHING that happened but also for the fact that the girl may start to think that she was somehow in the club room way before her and not only had the time to hide but also lock the door behind her so that it made it look like she had been there the entire time

Scary pranks like this was the type that she loved, though not the original intention she could at least save herself from the whole prank by moving over and slowly switching her seat with Hiroko's with a smirk.

If she protested then she could always swap with Akira, she didn't care if he got glued to the chair, as long as it wasn't her that was the one. "Hora, hora~ So active once again, Oh and one more thing..." A dark scary aura seemed to pour off her at this point "Please. No messy pranks within the club room as we are the ones that have to clean it up... OK?" Such a freindly smile seemed somehow threatening...

Hanako ran down the hall with her bag over her shoulder. She pushed past students as she went.

"Sorry!" she cried as she pushed past. "Sorry!"

Hanako reached the clubroom, where there were several members gathered around. Someone had been a victim of a prank, it seemed! Oh how she loved games! She couldn't wait to start having fun (although she didn't like to be mean, plus she wasn't the best at ideas for pranks)!

"Hello~" Hanako gave her biggest smile. "How good to see you, friends!"

Hanako gave off the aura of being someone of a very young age. Despite being seventeen, she always acted like someone of a younger age, like she had a child's mind. It didn't normally bother people though, most people found it endearing, and it certainly made people forgive her no matter how many pranks she played!

"Someone got pranked, huh?" she giggled.

Iwao slowly sighed and removed yuuki's finger from his mouth.

"Yeah. Tastes like strawberry jam. Now I don't know about you, but I don't appreciate other body appendages bring stuck in my mouth. So if you could kindly not stick yours in mine I would enjoy that." Iwao turned to Hanako.

"Well I guess you could say that. Little princess over here slipped in cooking oil and smashed jam packets to make it look like a horrible accident, which she is now pushing into my clothes."

Iwao had enough of the hug and removed the arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"If you want to bake a delicious cake, you gotta crack a few eggs, you know?" Letting Yamamoto remove her arms wrapped around his shoulders, she stuck the same finger she has stuck into his mouth into her own, "Ah, thank you for the indirect kiss, Yamamoto-san. I'll cherish it, always!" Not waiting for a response, Yuuki unbuttoned and pulled off her lightly oiled dress shirt, revealing a dark long sleeved V-neck shirt underneath. Folding the dress shirt in a particular way, she used it to clean off the jam splatters quite quickly and surprisingly efficiently (though, somehow, completely skipped over the oil itself), before stepping in the doorway again.

Folding the dress shirt yet again, so that a completely clean section was now exposed, she pulled out a chair and checked it over...pressing down on it with her shoe clad foot on it as a stress test, just in case it might just collapse with her on it...she set the folded shirt on the chair with the clean side up, and took her seat on it. After all, she didn't want the chair to get all too messy with jam and oil. Turning to face the others, one at a time, she gave them each an easy smile as she leaned back in her chair, "I was so enraptured by the shy Yamamoto-san, I seemed to forget my manners. Good morning Kawamura-san, Matsumoto-san, Oka-san, Kaneda-san...how have you all been this morning?"

"Don't forget me!" Shouted Vi in the doorway.
She was wearing a wolf mask. "I found some cool masks in the fashion club! Only.. I uh.. can't see where I am going..." It didn't help the fact that the direction she was talking was to a wall. Attempting to feel her way through the door, she slipped, landing firmly on her butt.
"Dumb thing!" Ripping off the mask as the others laughed, she swayed her head and her pigtails followed in suit. Dusting off her butt and revealing a chicken mask from her pocket she asked. "Think we can use this? Oh and hey guys!~"

Hiroko gathered a small but curt smile when she heard someone coming, the first victim. Yuuki was the first and couldn't help but grining with a laugh. Covering her mouth as she seen her laying there with red jam all over the place. A mess but it was well worth, following in after was Akira. "She does this a lot, so dont sweat it.". Iwao was next watching him pull up Yuuki, "Oh there is your prince charming maybe you'll get his kiss this year." Sticking her tounge out at Yuuki. Sh e didn't know if there was romathere but Hiroko oeruld'nthelpSakuyahadmade Hiroko jump, but to make matters worse she had been hiding the whole time. So what was she up, a scary thought indeed. But unnoticing of the chair swap, Hiroko sat and felt the glue clinging to the chair. Slaping her face not seeing this coming. "Yea...." She sighed, but had grabbed Yuuki's last jam packet and squeezed. Shooting the jam at Sakuya. "There".

"Yes we can always find a use for them, go ahead and set them in the corner Vi and please be a dear and get me a glass of warm water." Sorting a few papers before starting. " As off right now we got all the teachers pranked as a welcome back present. Also we are gonna do something never attempted." Grinning as she clasped her hands. "We're pranking the school board up to and including the principsl, superindent, and the e tire parent teacher commity." Grinning largly as she finnished.

"Ah! Vi-chan, I love your hair!" Hanako took one of Vi's pigtails in her hand and smiled, showing one of her own. "The same, huh?"

Hanako looked to Hiroko and grinned - she was especially looking forward to this welcome prank! Hm... what could she do? There had to be some kind of wicked scheme for her to hatch, to really show 'em she could do it! Everyone else was always coming up with such smart stuff and she felt like such a dummy! Everyone else was tons smarter than her, it seemed. But she could show them she was super clever and cunning. With a super mega prank! Huh! Now she just had to think of one...

While the others were chatting away Akira folded up his white sheet and put it back in his bag. Stepping over the slipery area he went inside and sat on his desk in the clubroom. With another cheerful toon on his lips he dumped a book and some small materials in front of him. One of the items standing out was a small pouch of black powdery stuff. He started reading the book which said "Fireworks 101". After going through some instructions he started to assemble small fire crakers with his tools and materials.

Iwao looked at the president. " so what is this amazing prank? Is it good or boring? What is it gonna involve?" Iwao barraged the president with many questions involving the details of this prank. He hated to think about it, but he was excited for this prank. So many reactions could be documented when this went down.

Iwao looked at his watch. He slowly pulled up a mask to cover his nose and mouth, and slowly counted down. "3...2...1..." when he finished counting, a small poof could be heard and a stench filled the room. Iwao took out his journal and pen, and proceeded to document the room's reactions.

Sakuya did not react much to the jam being sprayed on her blazer, mainly because she kind of deserved it for avoiding the other traps. Taking off her blazer of jam she placed it off to the side. At the moment the stench hit her nose Sakuya reached under the table and pulled out a gas mask to put on. "Chemical warfare is against human rights and carries with it a life time jail sentence or even death..." She stated as if she was planning to turn whoever it was, mainly Iwao, in for whatever it was that he did. Still wearing the mask she turned to look to Hiroko, her voice muffled by it and her vision clearly obscured as the caps on the eyes had not been taken off. "I hope you have a plan for this massive prank, an the funds as well since we have little of them..." big pranks most of the time meant a big payment.

Leaning back in her chair, Yuuki pulled out a nose plug from her pocket and put it on to pinch her nose shut. "We have to do allergy checks, safety tests, and minor research before planning any sort of large scale pranks. If anything goes south, and our relations with the general population of the school sours...I'm going to have to start selling cute and sexy dakimakuras of the more attractive members of the club, in order to quell their anger and bring up positive publicity!" Reaching into a sleeve, she pulled out two small packets. Unpeeling the lids off, she reached over and crammed them over the air filters of Yamamoto's mask, rubbing the butter into them clockwise, "We need to do updates for the cute and sexy pictures, so all the attractive members need to come with me to the photography club sometime this week. Bring your sleepwear, and your bathing suits of choice. If we make enough money through selling cute and sexy dakimakura, we may have enough money to make club pairing calendars and posters."

Akira stopped working on his firecrackers and looked up from his book for a moment. Apperantly the smell didn't bother him, if it did, he didn't show it one bit.

"Hey Yuki, how do you feel about wearing something scandalous in front of a crowd? I need a wingman for a....small project. I'll give you something nice if you agree."

If someone would agree to public exposure of this magnitude who would be a more suitable candidate?

"Promise it's worth it. You in?"

After taking her sweet sweet time, Vi finally gave the glass of water to Hiriko. If it wasn't for Hanako copying Vis' hairstyle, perhaps she would have gotten it sooner! Vi planned her vengeance later...
Place the glass of "water" at the presidents side, Vi waited for her to take a sip of, the "water"...

Before she did though, Yuuki made a remark about how the attractive members needed to meet up at the photography club later.
"Attractive you say? I will be there then! But you'll have to stay behind Yuu-echi, we can't have you AND me showing the rest up!"

Yuuki turned to the boy, now drumming her fingers lightly on the surface of the table, "Wingman? Small project? I can definitely agree to one of your bright ideas...so long as you pose with Yamamoto-san and I for a yaoi calendar." Balancing her chair on it's back legs, she paused for a moment to think, running a hand through cleaner parts of her hair. Finally, she settling the chair back on all legs, and faced the girl, "As for you, Asuka-san...you're probably right. Maybe we can schedule different dates and times for our own photography? Though...the sexy and cute dakimakura need all the girls wearing pigtails with their preferred bathing suits, and their hair down with their sleepwear. If we do get around to making a few yaoi calendars, we should also have a pigtail girl calendar made for everyone else." It would be awesome! For every prank, and pranks danced on the line between funny and offensive, sometimes even down right harmful...there could be something released to promote their actions in a more positive light. This way, future pranks would be seen as less annoying, and more endearing.

Akira looked surprised.

"That's all? Pff, that's pretty cheap, are you sure you want to aim so low?"

Akira smirked.

"I was prepare to offer you something way better but hey, if that's what you want I don't mind. I'd like to have the thing done after school today if possible. Hope you got something eye catching to change in to on the spot. He he he."

With that Akira got back to going thorugh the supplies on his desk. He left the previous book alone and started cheacking lockpicking techniques on youtube. Honestly if he put half as much of this energy in to school work he'd be an honor student with top grades.