Cause noone's ever done these before, even though the anime has given us all a number of drool-worthy boys. *special hint at a certain ovary-bursting manipulative jerk, yes, you got it, him.*

Hello what's up everyone! Here is a fifteen minutes in heaven with the SketDance guys! It was on a special request by a very special friend, ehm, cousin of mine, Uj2003. And yeah, I pretty much wanted to do these, to sorta fill up for the complete lack of ovary pacification in the series.

Yes, I am totally in love with Sojiro Agata, excuse me while I go and drool.

Without wasting anymore time, let's jump right into the story. I don't think I need to explain how these work.

With love

The Crack-artist

"I am gonna trip Himeko!" I yell as the over-excited blonde drags me over to somebody's house. I don't really mind, usually. The trio, especially my favourite girl mate, the infamous Onihime were always up to something exciting, even if it was either troublesome or tear-jerking, one of the two every damn time, so I let her drag me into whatever she wanted without putting up much of a fight (not that it would work anyway) but today I was just not feeling like it, as I did not know the somebody who's house we were headed at.

Some Unyu Mimorin, and God forbid if I knew who that was.

And it sure does not help, that we are not exactly going into a house, more like a bungalow, nah, a fucking mansion.

A man in a butler uniform (honestly?!) greets us at the door. He smiles in a robotic and predefined-specifically-for-butlers-in-rich-houses fashion when Himeko states we are his 'young mistress's' friends, and lets us in. I can only gape as the sheer splendour of the place hits me in the gut. And we have just reached the foyer.

"Himeko, are you sure you know this person?" I ask, hesitantly.

"Of course. She goes to our school. Really, how big of an airhead can you be, _?" she giggles in that peculiar way of hers which makes you want to hear more of her laughter. I just smile and nod as I follow her. She walks up a staircase. She looks like she knows this place. Well of course, if they were friends...

"She is the vice-president of the Student Council." Himeko explains.

I suddenly recall a face. "Ah! That smiley girl with the expensive looking hair!"

I can practically see her sweat drop at my description of the girl but hey! She does spill a bit of fancy wherever she goes. Now that I try to recall, I remember seeing her a couple of dozen times. I had only just transferred to Kaimei but she wasn't exactly an unpopular person. She had her own FANCLUB of boys, it's just, me being me, I hadn't bothered to remember her name.

Student Council... hmm...

"Why are we here?" I question.

"She is throwing a party. Well Tsubaki insisted on calling it a get-together but..." her eyes glinted. "She told me to bring you over when I mentioned your earlier request of getting to know more people." I nod. This might be a fine way.

I was not particularly unfriendly or shy, quite the contrary, I had a flamboyant personality, no trouble making friends, but I had asked those geezers just in case to humor them when I heard of their club. I had soon figured out, I didn't need to. They had enough on their hands. People trusted the Sket Dance a lot, and so did I.

I smile fondly at the memory as the ex-Yankee throws open a door in my face.

I am pretty sure I am making some kind of a weird face, like an emancipated fish... that is, if a fish could be emancipated... that is, if you could tell when a fish was emancipated.

We are standing at the threshold of some kind of living room, that much I can tell, and its so expensively furnished even the people inside do not seem particularly comfortable with it. The drapery was catchy and the rug beneath my feet feels soft as hell. I feel like taking off my shoes as I hesitantly enter. The entire decor is in faint hues of gray and blue and pale curtains flutter on the silver-gilded window frames as a faint breeze blows, welcoming me in this strange land of wealth and strangers.

"Who is she, Hime-chan? Some new addition to your club?" a tall guy with spiky black hair asks. He has narrowed chocolate brown eyes. Even for someone as fiercely unconscious of her surroundings as me, I am pretty sure I have never seen this dude before.

"Far from it! She is a friend. Ah, _, that is Agata Sojiro and Michiru Shinba! You don't know them!" Himeko rambles on excitedly as she points to another brown haired boy, quite the looker.

I roll my eyes. "Well obviously. The question is, why?"

"Because you sleep your way through half the school hours." Switch types on his laptop. I chuckle slightly. That could be it. I did sleep around a lot... as in fall asleep in the weirdest places, not sleep around.

'The looker' moves towards me. His brown hair is fluffy and hangs just below his jaw. He has olive green eyes that seem to hold a strange sparkle. I can feel my inner fan girl squeak a little, just a little as he hooks a finger under my chin. "What are your favourite flowers?"

I answer. "*insert favourite flowers' name (duh)*"

And lo! There extended in front of me, is a bouquet of the same, blooming colourful fav/flowers. I can feel my eyes widen before a strict, stentorian voice reaches my ear. "INB"

Huh? I look up at a rather pretty, spectacled girl who I recognize as Daisy, another FAN CLUB owner. "Ignore the Narcissistic Bastard." She explains when she catches me looking just a bit overwhelmed.

"It's something he calls Michiru's Flower Magic. Didn't know it actually worked." Bossun says from where he is sprawled out on the sofa. I shake my head.

The guy, Kaechiru, I think, is still standing in front of me, so I accept the bouquet and smile at him, but say nothing, out of fear that I will say the wrong name. I am not too sure about Kaechiru, anyway.

Other than the Sket Dance, chocolate eyes, Kaechiru and the spectacled beauty, there's the current Student Council prez Tsubaki, who is sitting stiffly by the side of chocolate eyes. There is that white haired ninja who the first years are going crazy about and a rather timid looking pink-haired girl, wait I remember, Usami. She is huddled next to Mimorin, who I can now easily recognize and another pigtailed girl, who Himeko introduces as Saaya, chocolate eyes' sister. There is Shinzou, his brother and Captain. I can barely just spot Dante, though I never knew he was friendly with this crowd. Momoka sits with Reiko, two of my favourite girls in the world.

Well I was never known for how normal I was.

Turns out chocolate eyes and Kaechiru are the ex President and General Affairs secretary of the Council.

I wave a cheerful hi in the direction of the ones I did not know, and grin at the ones I did, which is just the Sket Dance and a few of our classmates, anyway.

Wait, weren't they on war with the Council for like an eternity? I am sure I heard Bossun say something along those lines earlier. But well, since he and Tsubaki were twins and all, I guess it was inevitable to have to grow friendly at some point. Still, house parties were a bit too much for me to digest.

I have a sneaking suspicion this is all done for my sake.

In that case, they really chose a great gang for me to socialize with. The trouble-makers and the disciplinarians, wow!

I sigh as I sit down on the chair by Switch's side. A maid flits in, quite literally and offers us refreshments. I go for one of the three glasses of whiskey on the tray. I can shoot it like nobody else. My host winks at me and I chuckle a little, positive she knew what I liked. Himeko goes and whispers something in Daisy's ear and the girl nods at Mimorin who stands up, abruptly. There is a devilish smirk on more than one face, strangely, all of them feminine as she says, "Now that _ is here, we will start what I planned specially for today's party. It's a western game you see, called fifteen minutes of heaven!"

I am so glad I haven't taken a sip yet.

The boys give a lot of mixed reactions. From scowls to grins to stoicism to utter confusion. The loudest of all is the shriek I let loose. Was I the only damned female who did not know this was gonna be brought to the table?!

Himeko edges towards me and so does Mimorin and Saaya. The three crowd around me. The pigtailed beauty smiles beguilingly. "You see _, we all have crushes we need to confess to, and this would be the easiest way..."

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, did you consider the fact that your crush might end up with somebody else?" I question.

"Yes," Mimorin answers sweetly. She is a bit too cute, to be honest. "That will be a fine way to judge whether they have any particular interests, and deciding what all we would risk by confessing. Dropping it on them like a bombshell ensures they can't regulate reactions and most males instinctively glanced at the girls they wish to take inside the closet. This ought to work on all of them, except probably Agata-san."

Ah, chocolate eyes.

I cross my arms on my chest. "This is as screwed a plan as any. Who came up with this bullcrap?!"

"_." A drawling voice calls out my name. I look up into amethyst eyes. "You aren't going to ruin our plans, are you?" I feel a chill run up my spine as Flagrance is thrust into my face. I sigh as I glance at Himeko. "Where do you pull this out of anyway?!"

"Please, _." My head goes back to Mimorin. I don't think I can resist her for long. "We went to a lot of trouble to arrange this. Don't say no."

"How about I just stick out of this?"

"Oi Himeko! Don't force _ into this, you gorilla!" Said girl loops an arm around my neck and pulls me to my feet so I am facing Bossun, who is looking this way with concern etched onto his eyebrows... and a faint blush?!

"I am not forcing her into anything! She is enthusiastic herself, are you not?" Himeko squeezes my shoulders painfully. I hide my wince.

"Very!" I call out to my last attempt at an escape.

"Well then, let's get this started!" someone calls, someone male calls. I think it's Kaechiru.

A hat is passed around to every male and we are asked to turn away. Some are excited, some are confused, some are well... blank, and some are too embarrassed to be anything else. It's quite a scene, actually. And when I look around I can see all of these guys are well above average on the looks' scale. I won't really mind a kiss or two.

Especially from him... Man, such a short while of knowing him and he already has a grip on me.

I sigh as I start to make dream images while two workers haul a huge closet into the room, which goes in opposite direction from the base colour scheme. Mimorin says something about how she got it custom made for today and everybody sweat drops. I realize we could make a fine anime. That forces a chuckle out of me.

And I keep chuckling till the hat is forced into my face. Himeko is holding it uncomfortably close, close enough that I can smell Mimorin probably brought it brand new for today as well. I shake my head as she spouts some nonsense about me getting the first go since I was the newest and all. Honestly, how did that even make sense?! I am the newest so shouldn't I be given some preparation time or something?

But I know there is no way through this girl so I sigh and stick my hand right in. I feel around multiple objects till my hand comes in contact with something that fits perfectly, into the hollow of my hand. It feels nice to touch, smooth and warm. I pull it out and hand it to Himeko with a smile as she holds it up...

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