A/n: So I made this as a breather...

SKET Dance

by Shinohara Kenta

I DON'T OWN SKET DANCE

HIS AND HER CIRCUMSTANCES

A Fiction Story by Takagi

Edited by Flagrance

Words in italic are their inner thoughts. Or whispering. Or intonation.

Chapter 1: "What? A Pocket-Dan Fic?"

It was a peaceful Tuesday afternoon in Kaimei High School. Everyone was as lively as usual. It's was even livelier, because it was a break time at the moment. Students scattered around the school. Some of them were just staying in their class reading books; there were also those who spent their time chattering, and eating their lunches with their friends in the cafeteria or at the courtyard.

There were also those who went to their clubroom, doing their club activities. One of those students was Azuma Kinue, or nicknamed as Silk, a black-haired female freshman,who was also a magician with a great level of dexterity. She's a member of the campus support club, The Pocket Dan which was to help people in need with her, and her other club members' ability.

Pocket-Dan's activity would only proceed when someone came over to ask for help, but no one came at the moment, so it was very boring for her, as she was waiting all by herself in the room.

However, the silence broke, as a short light-brown haired boy who was the leader of Pocket-Dan, slid the clubroom's door open with an annoyed face.

"Ugh, Bossun-san really irritates me!" he yelled.

"What's wrong, Tact?"

He was Yagi Takuto, nicknamed as Tact. He is a freshman, like Silk. He has an excellent thinking capabilities and a photographic memory.

Tact walked to his desk and slammed it.

*BAM!*

"Ever since that day he had learned about my sister, he always tries to confront me in front of her! Just now, he made me eat my lunch together with nee-san! I know he has so much leisure time, but this has gone too far!"

"Maybe you should treat him well, Tact," she replied nonchalantly, while scooping her strawberry parfait.

"WHAT? YOU KNOW I CAN'T DO THAT! By the way, where did you get that parfait? I remember that there is no such thing in the cafeteria."

"With my new magic trick," answered the girl in her usual Hakata dialect.

"Ah, of course…" He sat on his chair and sighed, "Tch. I really need to pay him back! That red-horned caterpillar devil!"

"Wanna find out Milk's weakness?" she suggested.

Tact remained in silence, but then expressed a big smirk in his face. It was very frightening, that even the calm and collected Silk, almost choked on her strawberry milk.

"Great idea. I've always thought that I have found his weakness, because he looks so vulnerable in my eyes, but now that I think about it, I actually have not!"

He sprung from his chair and headed to the entrance door. "Come on Silk! I might need your help!"

"Hmm… But, what if there are requests coming in?"

"Well, we have always been busy helping people every day. I guess taking a single day off is not a problem! The Sket Dan does it very frequently! Come on, Silk. You've been doing a great job. You need a free time!"

Just after he finished his lines, the door was opened again, allowing a male student wearing a hat and a vest to come in. He was Tact's and Silk's best friend ever since Middle School, and also was a member of Pocket-Dan, Sakasu Hidesato, also referred to as 'Smile'. He is good at pantomimes, and he communicates with body language. He also has a superb agility and can do acrobats.

He was moving his body, and Tact understood it right away.

"Ah, he said he's going to stay here. So come on, Silk!"

"Are you sure you want to leave Smile alone?"

"Yeah, why not? Look! He said it's alright!"

"Sheesh. Fine then."

It seemed like his thinking capability was eaten up by his anger, as he prefer to find his target's weakness than letting a pantomime alone, waiting for requests in the clubroom.

Upon agreeing to tag along, the magician rose up from her chair, and approached the Pocket-Dan's leader.

"Take care, Smile. Text us if you need anything!" said Silk, before she slid the door close.

The duo was now walking down the corridor. Tact decided to visit the Sket-Dan's clubroom, but when he had arrived, the door was locked and no one was there. He then looked outside and found them right-away.

"Come on, Silk!"

"But not too fast, Tact!" she commented. Tact ran eagerly, leaving his club-mate behind, but he turned back, and approached her again.

"It's 25 minutes, 43 seconds,and 55 milliseconds left before the break time is over, Silk. Move your legs more faster!"

"I'm fast in using my hands, but my legs are a different matter!"

"Tch. That's right… I guess I have no other choice then!"

Tact grabbed her arm, and dragged her while sprinting. "Kyaah! Let go of my hand!"

He kept running and running and running. The students were watching them, and were all thinking that they must be working at the moment, so they praised them for getting so worked up to help people. Tact and Silk finally reached the stairs, but the driver was still keeping his speed at max.

"Tact, stop! It's the stairway there!" Silk yelled.

"I won't stop!"

He changed and let go of her right hand, caught it with his left, while his right hand quickly moved to lift her covered-in-leggings thighs and moved his left again to her back, before he continued his to run down the stairs. It was like a groom carrying his bride after they've just got married.

"Taaaaaaaact! Are you crazy?" said Silk, blushing.

"I won't let him go!"

"But you can barely take me up! You are even running like a snail now! Let me walk by myself!"

"Uuuuuuuugh!"

He could not maintain his 'Princess-Carrying' so he gently dropped her legs first, so that she could stand by herself. He took a deep breath and let it go.

"Silk. You certainly must reduce consuming sweets!"

"Th—that's rude! I'm not that heavy!"

They were close to the entrance door, so Tact didn't really mind taking his time, as he was walking with Silk now.

"Tact, what's wrong with you? It's not like you to get so worked up like that," said Silk, fixing up her hat.

"I'm totally normal."

"Ah, so you do care about Milk that much after all."

"W—What? I am only looking for his weakness, Silk!" he brushed it off, blushing at the same time.

"Silk, wait."

They finally could see the Sket-Dan trio, Bossun, Himeko, and Switch. They were standing near the pond, with a cool, tall, silver-haired man, wearing a black cardigan. Tact and Silk were silently moving and were looking for a hiding place, behind a bush at the park, near enough to hear the conversation without getting caught. Although it was big enough to hide them, the bush was quite small, so they had to squat very close to each other. Tact didn't seem to have a problem with it but Silk was keeping her distance from him by pushing him a little because she felt that he was sitting too close.

Tact sighed on her protest and moved a little.

"Hmm… They seem to be having an argument with the Student Council's Ninja,in charge of General Affairs, Katou Kiri. Can you hear them talking, Silk?"

"Yeah."

They squat still behind the bush to focus on their target who debated about something.

"That's why, I'm telling you! This is OUR job! Yabasawa-san came to our clubroom, and asked us personally to capture that monkey in your hands!" Bossun yelled.

"I got here first and I can't just leave a monkey, jumping around this school, harassing the students. I'll return it to Yabasawa Moe myself," the sharp-eyed man explained.

"Now, now, Bossun… It's not that big of a deal, right? What's more important is that Yeti has been caught!" a sapphire eyed girl, Himeko, cooled her best friend,by pulling his red hat down.

"Huuuuh? So you are on his side, now, huuuuuh!? Fine then! I won't go home together with you again! You can go out with him today!"

"""Here we go again…"""

Lightning struck Tact's mind, after he had heard Switch's comment via his laptop. His evil smirk had pulled Silk's attention again.

"What's wrong, Tact?"

"I've got it," he clenched his fist.

"Huh?"

"Bossun-san's weakness, I've got it Silk!"

"How could it be? Just from that random conversation? And so, what is his weakness?" she whispered, amazed by her club leader's intelligence.

"His ULTIMATE weakness is… khu khu khu!" Tact chuckled, pointing at the blonde haired girl confidently.

"… THAT WOMAN!"

TO BE CONTINUED

A/N: OOC-ness... OOC-ness everywhere. But that doesn't matter! I want to make a Pocket Dan fic! They need a spotlight!

Tact and Silk are cute together, no?

Thanks for reading. Please tell me what do you think of this fic by reviewing. If you can, please drop a constructive critic!

I guess this will only lasted 2 chapters. Depend on the readers ^^

Special thanks to Flagrance for assisting me!