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"Oi, Aneki, get up."

The covers of her bed slightly shift, before they are wrapped even tighter around her body. Hey, hey, hey don't be going back to sleep! If I to suffer through the entrance ceremony so do you!

"Stop being stubborn, get up already, we're going to be late."

This time, I actually start tugging on her covers. However before I can successfully pull off her blankets, she started physically resisting by pulling the covers back up and wrapping herself even further into them. Was that even physically possible? Any more and she'll end up becoming the damn blanket herself.

Growing tired of this little triad, I instead grab the whole damn thing, my sister included and respectively drop her on the floor, though not from too high of a height. I didn't want to hurt her or anything.

"Geeh!" She lets out a pitiful squeak after that, hmph serves her right. It's always a damn pain to wake up this child, when the hell will she actually act her age? Whatever, at this point I just need to her to get up and start her morning routine, 'cause damn does she take ten years to get ready.

…

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Any day now.

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OH SHIT DID I KNOCK HER OUT?

"Oi! Haru-nee, you okay? Shit did I actually drop you from that high? There's no way I did, did I?!"

At this point my mind was racing, what if she's suffocating in that tightly wrapped cocoon of blankets?! OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT. What do I do? Okay, relax Hachiman, there's a completely logical conclusion to all this, right? Right. All I have to do is stop and think.

…

YEAH, STOP AND THINK SHE'S DEAD, ARE YOU A DUMBASS?

Hey that's kind of mean, me.

FUCK YOU, WHAT IF SHE IS DEAD?

What if she isn't? Now that's the real question.

THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?

No, no what is wrong with this world, your anger is misguided

?!

"Uwaah~"

Suddenly my sister bursts from the mound of pillows and blankets, yawning loudly, her hair in disarray, well more disarray than usual, and that's saying something.

"...?"

After awhile she just stands there making noises with her mouth as she opens and closes it, rubbing her eyes slowly in the process. She looks over to me, seemingly skimming over my presence before letting out another yawn and begins to strip off her clothes. Wait… WHAT?

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

Finally regaining my composure from my internal dilemma I'm shaken out of my stupor only to be greeted by my sister trying take off her shirt, she stops midway and glances at me sideways with an annoyed look.

"Why are you screaming so early in the morning?" She drawls out slowly, "I'm hot and getting sticky, I wanna take a shower hence, me taking off my shirt." She finishes in the same bored tone, completing her task once she finished speaking.

…

"Ehh!? What the hell are you doing in my room Hachiman! Ew! Gross! Trying to peep on your sister whiles she's sleeping?" She quickly recovers, covering herself up with her hands in the process.

"WHAT? Oh no, don't try playing the victim here you damn vixen! I came to wake you up cause we're gonna be late, yknow? Like I always do?!" Is this woman mad?

Her face slowly morphs into one of questioning, as does mine. Huh, that's odd, I feel like I said something very important… but I can't really place my finger on it… weird.

"Just one quick question my dear Ototo, what time is it?" She asks in a blank tone.

"Hmm? Oh it's," I check my phone quickly, "almost 8."

She nods, once, twice, "hmm, I see, I see."

We share a glance.

"OH FUCK!"

"Balls."

We both realize the time and that the entrance ceremony starts at 8. In a flurry my sister takes off all her clothes in a flash.

"Guess we don't have a choice let's just have a quickie and get to school."

I nod, "right I'll jus- WAIT, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!"

This damn girl, why the hell was I cursed with the bad luck of having someone like her as as sister? She can't even act her own age, a complete failure of a human being. She can't cook, has no idea how to work the washing or drying machine. I mean you literally just press buttons, yet somehow she screws even that up! Last time she tried, she ended up putting too much detergent and the whole machine starting foaming and leaking, not to mention she put both bleach and detergent in at the same time. Even though she sets alarms, she still needs someone to wake her up, this girl is utterly hopeless, but she is still my sister.

"Oh oops," she bonks her head and sticks out her tongue, "I stuttered."

"That doesn't even make any sense! Whatever! Just take a shower get dressed and I'll start the car."

"Care to join?"

"STOP IT."

Finally both my sister and I get in the car and make our way towards school. It wasn't anything exotic, but it was fairly nice. The damn thing wasn't too great on gas but what else are you going to expect from a sportsy(ish) coupe?

The scenery flies by, while I fiddle on my phone out of boredom, there wasn't much to do rather than read some trashy online, user-submitted passages from the internet. It's not like I had friends to text or any type of social media to check or something. I usually only ever use my phone for the rip-off-of-a-game they call mobile games that are locked behind paywalls, or to read, or to contact the few people I have in my phone. Speaking of the few people...

When I asked mother if I could move out, I was elated when she agreed. I found myself a small apartment in a complex, I insisted that I would be fine with a place far less expensive, but my mother wouldn't have any of it, especially cause my mother decided that my sister would be living with me as well. Again, of course she ruins all the good things that happen, but with the amount of how much mother and father work, the thought of leaving Aneki alone not only scared me for her well being as well as the house's, but also if she would actually be able to handle it. Unlike me, she was not a solitary person, quite the opposite actually. She was a social butterfly, and well liked, from what I've heard, by her classmates. Being alone made her anxious, and often would go into a reclusive mood if left alone for a certain amount of time. And, I guess her having a car helps a bit.

Ding!

?

Well that's odd, I'm pretty sure that was my phone going off, and lo and behold a text notification pops up blocking my reading. What a nuisance. I swipe my phone to check the message.

[From: Yato

Yo, Hikigaya, where the hell are you? You do know the ceremony already started right? You better hope your homeroom teacher isn't Hiratsuka-sensei, I heard she's a real stickler for tardiness. Text me when you're here, yeah? 8:12 AM]

[To: Yato

Blame my sister, you know how she is. We're actually pulling up now, see you in a bit. 8:13 AM]

I hear the engine shut off with a turn of the ignition, "we've arrived Hachiman." My sister tones out indifferently. I only nod as my response and follow her. We climb a few steps outside of the main building and follow a few pathways that lead into what seems to be a gymnasium.

"Well this is where we part, welcome to hell, Hachiman. I hope you enjoy your stay." She gives me a playful and wink and opens the double doors, making a loud ruckus. It seems a speech was going on, only to be interrupted by our sudden appearance.

My eyes opened up wide as I was now the center of attention, wait, why the hell are they all staring at me, no, better yet only me? I quickly look to my left and right, where the hell did that vixen go? Off to the side I see her waving to me discreetly from the 3rd years section. How the hell did she get over there so quickly?! No, no, that's not the problem right now, the problem is what the hell am I supposed to do with all these eyes on me! Suddenly I hear whispers from all the students.

"Who the hell is that guy?" What's with the hostility?

"Trying to make a grand entrance or something? You think he's a chuuni?" NO, YOU.

"Oh, thank god, that speech was making me want to kill myself." I feel you, man.

"Isn't that Hikigaya?" What? Someone knows my name?

"Hey, hey, who's he?" No surprise there.

"I don't know he's kind of cute though, right?" ?!

"No way, that's your brother, Haruno?!" Unfortunately, yes.

"He kind of looks like a delinquent…" Why does everyone say that? Its because of my eyes isn't it?

"What year is he from?" Take a guess, you literally have 33% chance.

I swallow nervously, now noticing all the teachers giving me glares, well some, others kind of look relieved for the brief interruption while others seems amused. Hey, I'm not some kind of circus show here people!

Finally I notice another discreet, or, not-so-discreet hand wave to me. His damn blonde hair and charming smile stands out like a needle in a haystack. Is that how that saying goes? Whatever, besides the point. Quickly averting all the questioning glances I make my way to blondie who happened to save me a seat, most of the girls and even some of the guys gave me jealous looks as I took the seat. Well, it's not my fault he likes me better than you randoms, how about you actually try and make some friends instead of clinging onto the other's cliques and fighting for scraps?

"It's about time you made it Hikigaya, I was starting to get lonely without you." He says in a disgusting voice.

And of course, even though he whispered it, or maybe it was because he whispered it that it caused an instant reaction. I swear I heard something akin to blood squirting then a loud thump, but it was drowned out by our immediate vicinity rapidly talking among themselves spreading rumor after rumor like wildfire.

I heave a sigh, "why the hell do you always have to make things so difficult?"

"I dunno, I was bored this whole time, your fault for coming late." He says nonchalantly.

Some of the more courageous girls actually decided to confront us from various parts of the rowed seats, many students leaning into listen while others made room for others to express their questions.

"Ne, ne, are you two like going out?" A girl finally asks, while others emphasize her point by nodding their heads and yelling 'sore aru!'

"No of course not!"

"Of course we are."

I instantly look at the damn blondie, what the hell was he saying?!

"Im hurt you'd say something like that Hikitani-kun."

"What the hell are you saying, Yato?! And what the hell is up with that name?!" That's not even close to my name, at all! Before you know it, all these kids are probably going to start calling me 'Hikitani-kun' or some other grossly butchered version of my name. It's not even hard to say!

"Kya! They even have pet names for each other!"

"D-date me instead, Hayato-kun!"

"Wow, are they actually dating?"

"See?! If they can be open about their relationship so can we!"

"...Yato-kun? Pfft, AHAHA."

"Do your best Prince! Go for it!"

"Hikitani-kun? Never heard of him before, is he new or something?"

"H-how about we go on a d-date, Hikitani-kun?"

I just look incredulously at all my peers, are all these kids crazy?!

"What the hell is wrong with this school?!" I scream out.

After the ceremony I found myself in the faculty office, apparently my interruption with the ceremony wasn't going to go unpunished. However, from what I've heard it was a bit of a hassle to dish out a correct punishment. For one, I was new to the school, so it was understandable that I was late, I could easily blame it on me getting lost. Of course, that just painted the image of me being a lazy student as I could've toured the area before. But, I also had the excuse that I've recently moved residence, without my parents top it off, plus my grades weren't that bad, they ranked rather high apparently, so I guess I had a certain amount of Immunity. Sobu High was a prestigious school after all.

So here I found myself face to face with my homeroom teacher, Hiratsuka-sensei. A relatively attractive looking woman, if I was being honest. She seemed a bit young to be teaching, but with all the cosmetics out there and facial reconstruction its hard to actually tells someone's age nowadays.

"Hikigaya, Hachiman correct?" Her question snapped me out of my musings.

"Uh, yeah, that's me." Hey, hey, you should probably be a bit more respectful.

She gives me a hard look before sighing and rubbing her temples, "Look, I already have a lot on my plate at the moment with the start of the new year, dealing with you falls on a pretty low priority to be honest."

Well, gee, thanks sensei.

"But the higher ups want to 'keep an image' or whatever, so I'm left in charge of you, and with that, punishment for being late, to the entrance ceremony no less."

I nod, understanding, but not really knowing what to say. There wasn't much to add on.

"So, I've decided; I want you to join the service club." She said with finality, while also giving a smile. Wait, wait wasn't this supposed to be a punishment? Why do you look so happy about it? And is it really okay to force someone into a club? Just the thought of joining a club with these loony ass kids makes me shudder a bit. I could already imagine all the fake smiles and superficial bonds that I'll have to create, not to mention if they're second years I'd have to explain the fiasco that was the entrance ceremony. Damn that blond asshole.

"The… Service club?" What the hell was a service club? Sounds like some perverted club based off sexual innuendos, or maybe a slave-master kind of thing? Don't tell me I'm going to become an indentured servant! Why me?

"It'll be easier to show you, rather than try and explain it to you." I gave her an uneasy glance, to which she just laughed off, "don't worry, I'm the supervisor to the club, so you have nothing to worry about."

I don't see how that was supposed to make me feel any better, but I followed reluctantly. After a few minutes, I began to suspect for my well being; this enigma of a sensei kept walking and walking, seemingly out of school property, no, no seriously. I'm pretty sure we even entered a building that was pretty run down. Wait, was this place abandoned?! Calm down Hachiman, there has to be a logical explanation to this.

I'm here with my teacher, walking to some abandoned building on school property, with the hopes of joining this so-called 'service club'. Hmm, abandoned building, service club, alone, teacher-no young teacher...

THIS WOMAN IS A SEX OFFENDER ISN'T SHE? DAMN I KNEW I SHOULD'VE DONE BACKGROUND CHECKS; WHAT IF SHE-

"We're here Hikigaya-kun, this is-what the hell are you getting all worked up for?" Her voice shakes me out of my thoughts. She gives me a questioning glance with a- is that disgust in her eyes? Hey, hey, aren't you supposed to be a professional?

"I'm sorry?" I finally regain my ability to speak.

She slides open the door and we both walk in. It was literally an empty room sans a lone chair in the middle of the room, while in the back were stacks of chairs and and single table. There was a small table propped up against the window holding what seemed to be a tea set and a few books, a storage closet adjacent to it.

Wait, is this some kind of torture room or something?! Again, I start to grow nervous, looking around for a quick way to escape. This woman must be into some fucked up shi-

"Will you stop that already? You're awfully paranoid for a boy your age."

Well, excu~use me, sensei. I'm kind of in a foreign environment with little-to-no explanation and to top it all off, alone with you!

"This is the service club? Why is it empty?"

"Obviously because it's not club hours?" Wait, what's with that sarcastic tone? Aren't you supposed to be a professional, sensei? Belittling students is unbecoming of you, and quite frankly ruining the image of a dependable teacher I had of you yknow?

"I just wanted to show you how to get here, after school ends make your way here, okay?" She finally answers some of the questions that'd been bottling inside me. "Just remember this is your punishment, so attendance is mandatory."

"Hai, hai." I sigh out.

This makes her chuckle a bit, "it's only for a week, so relax. After you're free to quit or stay, whichever you choose."

I just nod in response, a week though?

"Anyways, let's head back to class, you've probably missed all the introductions, but after the stunt you pulled, I'm sure you'll have no trouble making friends." She gives me a lighthearted smile.

"Don't remind me, it's all that damn vixen's fault anyways."

She lets out a small laugh, "just how your sister described you'd be."

"...?"

We made our way back to class, since she was my homeroom teacher, we arrived to the same destination. Walking into class together made all chatter stop, and again all eyes were on me. Why the hell do I always find myself in these type of situations? Back at Kaihin everyone kind of ignored me, what's with the sudden change of hearts?

"Hello class, sorry for being late," she gave a quick thanks and a bow to the substitute put in her place before said sub exited the room, "I had other matters to attend to."

She began writing on the board, "as some of you may know, I am Shizuka Hiratsuka, your homeroom teacher. I already see a few familiar faces."

With that a few cheers were had among the class, while others looked around confused, I guess she was a bit popular as a teacher? Well, I couldn't really blame them, she was awfully young so probably a bit more easygoing than most teachers. She was attractive so she was good eye-candy for the kids having a hard time focusing in class, not to mention that attitude she has.

"As for him, well you've probably already heard of him, but I'll let him do the honors."

This elicited a few snickers, I gave her a sideways glare after seeing the mirth in her eyes. Those were the same eyes as Aneki! Why the hell do you look like my sister right now? Gross! I take it back, you don't look attractive!

Clearing my throat I look around the room about to start my introduction when I get a glimpse of blonde hair, "oh great, you're in my class now too?"

"That's cold Hikitani-kun."

"It's Hikigaya!"

After hearing laughter and a few whispers I realized that I was still in the front of my class and that I'd said that out loud. Letting out a sigh I threw my initial train of thought out the window and just winged it.

I look off to the side, already tired of this circus they call a school, "My name's Hikigaya Hachiman, I'm relatively new to the area as I've just relocated. I'm transferring from Kaihin Sougou High School." I give a slight bow, "please take care of me."

With introductions now over, Hiratsuka-sensei just told me take any seat. I made my way through the room, ignoring Hayato's incessant waving to take the seat a few desks behind him and a row over. Instead I took the seat next to the wall opposite the window next to the entrance. I know damn well all these kids are about to swarm once a break hits and I wanted to get out of here before that could happen. After taking a seat I glanced quickly around the room, as soon as I made eye contact with anyone, most turned away acting unnaturally natural. I know you kids were staring, stop making it so obvious.

I then catch Hayato's eyes and he gives me a disappointed look, I shrug my shoulders to him and then motion towards my phone. I'll text him later, in which he nods.

The rest of class was rather uneventful.

Shaken out of my daydreams, I hear the bell signaling time for break, well actually I was a bit slow as I finally noticed it after about the second or third tone. Great.

Being too late to make my great escape, the more courageous of students instantly swarmed my desk, while others simply moved closer to listen in.

The first one was a girl, "Ne, ne, you're Hikitani-kun from the ceremony right?"

No, I'm the other Hikitani from the ceremony- OF COURSE ITS ME YOU IDIOT STOP TRYING TO MAKE SMALL TALK. AND GET MY NAME RIGHT, SLUT.

"Ahah, yeah, that was me, I was just running a bit late and got lost. Though my name is actually Hikigaya."

Another voice, "Woah, duuude what the hell is up with your eyes, you like a yakuza or somethin'?

Blame my genetics for my eyes, you damn degenerate, you act like I was able to choose the way I look, what about you? What the hell is up with your haircut? At least you can choose how your hair looks.

"...I'm sorry?"

One slap, two slaps, "don't mind him, he's an idiot."

I nod.

Another voice, "So, Hikigaya-san how do you know Hayato-kun?"

Now this question made everyone quiet down and lean in. What the hell is with the sudden interest? Last time I checked him and I were on the absolute bottom of the social ladder. His blonde hair sticking out like a sore thumb and my eyes always gave us trouble. His hair always brought the attention of the neighborhood bullies when we were younger and he was often made fun of for it. Eventually things turned physical, but I digress.

"Oh, well, it's kind of a long story, but we met years ago. We kept in loose contact after going to different schools, though."

The reaction was instant, everyone let out a cry of disbelief, then instantly began whispering among themselves.

"A-ano, if you care to tell us we're willing to listen, break just started anyways."

Well, I guess there's no harm in telling them, it's actually a fond memory of mine.

"Well, I guess there's no harm in telling you guys, it's actually-"

I was about to start, however I saw Yato make his way through the crowd and instantly grabbed my head in a headlock, effectively choking me. What the hell are you doing, you bastard?!

"Let's give him some space guys, yeah? He's new and I'm sure he doesn't appreciate being interrogated so early. Isn't that right Hikigaya?"

"Recrsdack!" I try to yell at him but his hold only tightens and now I'm actually struggling to breath normally.

"You are sure right Hayato-sama." He says in a mock of my voice.

Are you an idiot?! There's no way anyone will believe that! And who the hell do you think you are adding '-sama' to your name?! I'm going to kick your ass after all this!

Some of the students look on nervously obviously uncomfortable with the sudden change, while others burst out laughing. Eventually the students left our vicinity and he loosened his hold on me, only letting me go after dragging me towards his seat. Once he finally lets me go I instantly begin to shout out at him and lunge across the desk.

"WHAT THE HE-"

Before I could finish my sentence he sends a smack to my mouth and counters my lunge with an elbow to my head forcing me to smack my face into desk. My head instantly shoots up from the pain and I cover my nose from the stinging sensation, tears forming in the corner of my eyes from the sudden shock.

"H-Hayato-kun! That's mean, no need to be so rough with Hikigaya-kun!" Finally a third voice joins in, "are you okay, Hikigaya-kun?"

Suddenly I feel a presence get up and start rubbing my back while her other hand holds mine, forcing my hand away from my face, "c'mon you're not bleeding or anything are you?"

I finally look up to see a very cute and worried face, her hair was obviously dyed, peach, an interesting color to say the least, but it somehow suited her. Wait, were hey eyes the same color?! Is she wearing colored contacts?

"U-uhh, no. I don't think so?"

She backs away and lets go of me, being able to see her fully now, I can't help notice her chest. God damn. Oi, Yato, hit me again so I can be embraced by this angel once again.

"Oh, he's fine, see? Just a little rough-housing with an old friend of mine." Fuck you, asshole! I swear I'll get you back for this!

"How come we never rough-house Hayato-kun?" A fourth voice whines. From a guy no less.

What the hell? Dude, that sounded totally creepy, how beta can you get? No, no that sounded really creepy! Just what kind of friends did you make while I was gone Hayato?

"Uh, ew? That sounded totally gross Tobe." A fifth voice now chimes in, a girl who busily typing away on her phone.

Oh c'mon, you're not fooling anybody with that tactic. We all know damn well you're not actually doing anything on your phone, but just silently listening in so you can join in whenever you want, or ignore us whenever you want. Putting on headphones would be more believable!

But I am inclined to agree with you, Little 'Ms. Antisocial'.

"Kya! Tobeechi and Hayama-kun rough housing under the sheets?! Now that's something I'd paid to see! Who do you think would be the top? The bottom?! Oh I'm getting all hot and bothered now."

… Fujoshi, enough said.

Regaining my ability to speak, "So, Hayato, you certainly made a merry band of misfits, huh?"

"Oh there not that bad once you get to know them, well maybe except those two, I don't know even know their names."

"Guh!" Both boys go into a corner with a depressive aura surrounding their head, drawing circles on the floor with their fingers. Weirdos.

"I'm Yuigahama, Yui! Nice to meet you." Oh what a beautiful smile this angel has, please marry me?

"Mirua." Ms. Antisocial doesn't seem to talk much either.

"And I'm Kakeru, Tobe! Hayato's number one best friend! Don't forget that, you random!"

Tch. Now, I'm not one to get petty over things like this, but the nerve of this beta. He's just asking to get bodied. I've known Yato way longer than you, and the amount of shit that we went through as kids could never be overcome by your superficial bonds.

But whatever helps you sleep at night.

Shortly after, the bell rings toning the end of break, guess it's time for the rest of my classes.

The rest of the day was rather uneventful, before I knew it, it was already time for school after-hours. Remembering my punishment I made my way to the so-called 'service club'. You know, that suspicious torture room ways away from the main school building? Literally someone could be stabbed, murdered, whatever and stored there, and I bet no one would even bother checking there! I wouldn't be surprised to find used condoms in the empty classrooms either, this place just begs to be exploited!

Soon enough I find my way to the room I'm suppose to enter, wondering what kind of club mates I'd have to meet. As I reach out to slide the door I hear a strange noise coming from inside the room. What the hell? Is that a… cat?

Pressing my ears against the door, I'm able to hear the sound more clearly. It most definitely is a cat… or a person making cat noises?

"Nya… Nyya, Nyaaa~."

What the actual fuck is wrong with this school? Now there's someone pretending to be a cat in this club too? Honesty I'm not as surprised as I should be. Heaving another sigh, I've been doing that a lot lately, I shrug my shoulders and casually walk in.

"Pardon the intru-"

As I walk in, I make my presence known from my voice, however before I can finish I'm hit with the most bizarre of sights. In front of me, dead center of floor is a girl. Well, that's normal if you don't include the fact that she looked absolutely stunning. Even from here I could tell her hair was silky, a light fragrance assaulting my nose due to the window being open. I couldn't really describe it other than just, 'girl'. She had captivating eyes, pure, unadulterated blue, something that is rarely seen in Japan. It was actually quite exotic, and I felt myself staring a bit longer than I should.

However all of that was relatively normal, right? I'd be inclined to concur however there was one major anomaly.

THIS FUCKING GIRL WAS IN A SCANTILY CLAD CAT COSTUME.

The girl was basically naked except for a furry-bra type thing, leg and arm warmers in the shape of cat paws that covered up to her elbow and knees respectively. Around her waist was a furry skirt-type thing that literally stopped once it hit her thighs. Two belts wrapped around each of her upper thighs and one over her chest. To top it all off, she had cat ears and fluffy tail trailing her, all stark white in color.

She soon sniffs the air, get on her knees and raises one of her 'paws' in a 'r' shape, tilts her and simply mewls at me.

Now, I'm not one to be easily flustered but this was beyond fucked in the head, I had to try really hard to force back the dark thoughts forming in my head, there was no way this was normal. Why the hell was I here again? For the service-club? Why the hell was there a naked woman in a cat costume here for a 'service club'?!

No, better yet what the hell is the goal of this club?! Wait, wait, why is this girl getting flustered too?! Does she know what she's doing? Oh now she's avoiding eye contact, is she going to cry? Fuck, maybe she was just cosplaying or something, oh damn. Did I walk into something I wasn't supposed to see?

"S-sorry! Wrong room!"

IT MOST DEFINITELY WAS THE RIGHT ROOM

I slam the door shut and prop my back against it, instantly I feel weight from the other side of the door and a small voice squeak out.

"W-was that not to your liking m-master?"

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS GIRL?!

Suddenly I feel her slide open the door, wait wait! I'm gonna fall you dumb girl!

"Kya!"

I find myself tumbling backwards into the girl, although I felt bad using a girl as an impromptu cushion, I was surprised by the softness, or lack there of, when I landed on her. Her chest definitely did not compare to that angel called Yuigahama.

Realizing how much of an ass I must look like, I get up quickly and offer her a hand, only to turn around and see her sprawled out very suggestively.

NO ONE FALLS DOWN AND LOOKS LIKE THAT, STOP TRYING TO SEDUCE ME YOU VIXEN.

"P-please be gentle."

"Okay that's it! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

"Why are you yelling? You mean it didn't work?" She laments quietly to herself, almost sadly.

She quietly gets up from her suggestive positioning and gets into a seiza position, wait what are you doing?

"I'm sorry, I was told this was how to make friends."

"...?"

"So you're saying this was all your sisters idea."

She nods.

"And that your goal was to make friends?"

She nods.

"And you knew of my arrival from Hiratsuka-sensei, and proceeded to try it on me?"

She nods.

I sigh, relieved to clear the misunderstanding. And kind of glad that it was me and not some freak that'd probably actually take advantage of her.

After the whole fiasco, I told her to put on some clothes before she began to explain anything. Back in her school uniform, I could say without a doubt, that she was most definitely cute, and gave off an adorably innocent vibe. Even though she changed out of that ridiculous costume, she refused to take off her cat ears and tail, saying it was part of her outfit.

We spent the better half of ten minutes talking about what she was trying to do, and how it was her sister's idea.

"Well, I guess that could work on some people to become your friend…"

At that statement she instantly brightens up, a hopeful look in her eyes,

"But!" I cut her off immediately, "I don't think that's the kind of friends you'd want."

She gives me a quizzical look not understanding. I let out another sigh, woman how hopeless can you get?

"But a friend is a friend, correct? I wouldn't mind if it meant I could make at least one."

"Wait, you're telling me that you don't have any friends?" That was odd, given her looks, then I remember the whole cat thing and her naive personality. I guess it wasn't too hard to believe but I felt like there was something more to it.

She breaks eye contact with me and gives a small nod, sadness filling her eyes.

I can not comprehend how loony this damn school is, truly it never ceases to amaze me.

"Well, how about this," she once again looks me in the eye, holy hell how do you keep someone's gaze for so long?

"What if we were to become friends?"

This had an instant reaction, immediately she jumps out of her chair and pounces on me. I hit the floor hard, causing me a lot of pain. I was about to yell at the damn girl, but she had tears in her eyes and a smile on her face.

"Oh thank you, thank you!"

She began to rub her cheek against my chest and was… purring? Hey, hey, you're not a damn cat yknow?

After a few minutes she regains her composure and sits up, well, straddling me could probably explain it better.

"My name is Yukinoshita, Yukino. I look forward to our friendship!" She purrs out happily.

Now, usually I would be fed up and annoyed with all the bullshit that's been happening to me lately, but seeing that smile on her face made me falter a bit. Instead I just gave an annoyed sigh and enjoyed the respite I was getting while laying on the floor.

Suddenly I hear the door slide open, "Yo, Hikigaya you here? I know I told you it was mandatory but-"

I instantly roll my eyes towards the top of my head to see who was at door while laying down, seeing Hiratsuka-sensei and looking back to Yukinoshita who just gives me a confused look and tilts her head in questioning, YOU'RE NOT A DAMN CAT!

I look back to sensei who just looks at me, then to Yukinoshita, then back to me. A few seconds of silence pass between the three of us.

"Pardon my intrusion, please, continue." And with that she quickly walks out the room and shuts the door behind her.

WAIT WAIT, TEACHERS AREN'T SUPPOSED TO CONDUCT THINGS LIKE THIS, WHERE'S YOUR PROFESSIONALISM SHIZUKA?!

"Hiratsuka-sensei come back!"

This school will be the death of me, I swear.

So, uhh, this is like my first time ever publishing anything, and this whole document manager confuses the hell out of me, so the formatting may be off, sorry.

This was an idea that ran through my head a while back so I decided to write it out and see where it took me. I don't know if I'll just leave it as is (a one-shot) or continue it. I guess it'll depend on how well its received.

Before anyone asks, yes, I did plan out how Hayama and Hikigaya met. My main goal was to make Hayama someone likable and a friend of Hikigaya while re-rolling the whole cast so I couldn't just rehash the original plot and sliding Hayama into it. Although I may of lost focus of that halfway through, oops?

I'm contemplating on either taking on a more serious plot, or just leaving it slightly aloof and crack-ish, thoughts? If anyone even reads this (lol).

Oh, and I'm curious as to what other people think, but does anyone really see both the Yukinoshitas looking like sisters? Honestly I think Haruno and Komachi look more alike than Yukino, but whatever.

Guess that's all I wanted to say, read, review, favorite, follow, flame, dislike, or don't, that's fine. Feedback is much appreciated.

Oh, and if anyone was confused, Aneki - Older sister, like how Aniki - Older brother.