FASH: I just had to finish this before I went back to school and became a huge procrastinator. That is all.

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It was all about those damned negatives! It wasn't that he was ashamed of his own body, but damn it! If Hiruma thought he could use the negatives he took of him, Togano and Kuroki naked after the demonic blonde beat them up and then use the pictures as blackmail, he had another thing coming!

All they needed to do was find the negatives, they had to be somewhere in the clubhouse, if he looked around long enough he was sure to find it.

"Juumonji, this is the third time we've search this dump, what if Hiruma carries them around in that Devil's Handbook of his?" Kuroki asked as he shoved papers aside, his eyebrows starting to twitch.

"If that's the case, we're definitely screwed aren't we." Toganou snorted, already giving up on the search in favor of reading the latest volume of Bleach.

Juumonji growled and fought to keep himself from flinging the table against the wall. 'Sneaky, blackmailing bastard, I swear to God once I get my hands on those negative's I'm gonna wring your neck!'

It proved to be another unsuccessful search, which made Juumonji believe Kuroki was on to something, but even if the negatives were in the Devil's Handbook, they'd never be able to get to them; Hiruma had that thing on him all the time.

Juumonji sighed as he made his way home, waving a bit at Tonanou and Kuroki as he walked onto his street alone.

But not nearly as alone as he thought because mere seconds after he left the other two Hiruma, using some demonic power of his, leapt in front of him.

Juumonji was very pleased to find that he could stifle his scream and that the only thing that gave away his surprise was his small step backwards.

"Oi, huh huh brouther number one." Hiruma started and Juumonji felt his eyebrows twitch. "We're not brothers!" This comment was ignored by Hiruma in favor of grinning evilly and opening up his Devil's Handbook.

'What, does he have more blackmail material on us now?' Juumonji asked himself while he angrily wondered how HIruma got his hands on all the information he had.

"I just happened to be walking by the clubhouse today and overheard something about negatives." Hiruma said with a grin and Juumonji glared at him. "So?"

Hiruma slowly began flipping through the pages of the Devil's Handbook, his grin growing every page he got closer to… something.

"I just figured if huh huh brother number one stays in the club, then number two and three will as well, so I just need to give the eldest brother a reason to stay." Hiruma apparently found what he was looking for and he started straight at the glaring Juumonji.

"Since it's the fucking secretary's fault that we have no cheerleaders, I was thinking that sometime we might as well get him to be the cheerleader, good idea right?" Hiruma said as he tossed a photo to Juumonji and vanished from sight.

Juumonji curiously peered at the photo and felt his mouth open in shock.

Sena, still looking half asleep, was dressed up in a cheerleaders outfit. Blood rushed to Juumonji's face. 'He has… Really great legs.'

He carefully looked around, closed his eyes, and pressed his lips to the photo.

"YA-HA!" He could hear a click and then there was a bright light.

His eyes snapped open and he glared in the direction of the familiar yell.

"HUH?!"