Rayquaza45: Welcome back, readers. Chapter 7 is now available for reading.

Here, Takumi Usui plays basketball under false pretenses against the North High basketball team in an effort to give Seika High School the victory. The North High players, however, have to contend with not only Takumi's excellent athletic abilities, but their embarrassingly tight pink uniforms which they somehow got.

As some of you may know, I recently resumed writing my pokemon fanfic: Masters of Johto. If and of you haven't read it already, feel free to do so and review at the end.

This story, meanwhile, is sure to get a lot more interesting. The idiot trio is really in for a shock.

So, without further ado, here's chapter 7. Please review.


(Play: Haruhi Suzumiya OP - Super Driver)

(End)

The Beginning of the War

"Alright, Takumi!" A boy on the Seika High basketball team shouted as the tall blonde teen scored another three-pointer.

The entire Seika High team and crowd were now extremely pleased with Takumi Usui's performance in the game. He had turned the score, which was in North High's favour, to Seika High's advantage with repeated three-point shots and his excellent rebound ability.

The score was now Home 38-55 Visitor. It worried everyone from North High since they had the advantage up until Takumi came into the match. Now that the fourth and final quarter was half over, they would be hard pressed to win.

Takumi Usui was running down the field, trailing one of his teammates who had the ball and cutting off North High players who were running right behind him.

"Taniguchi, stop him!" A boy behind Takumi yelled.

With that, the North High shooting guard managed to underhandedly swipe the ball from a distracted Seika player and run around him, aiming to get back the lead.

As he tried to run around Takumi, he believed himself to have succeeded as he found himself ahead and closer to the basket, but once he attempted to scoop up the ball and felt no resistance, he looked down on his hand and noticed that he didn't have the ball.

On the other side of the field, Takumi Usui easily circled around two North High players who tried to stop him while the Takumi's teammates were obstructing the remaining North High players. With one jump in the air, Takumi released the ball into the net, scoring two more points for Seika while Taniguchi stood where he was, embarrassed by the undetected steal.

The entire Seika High student body started cheering for Takumi, and with less than half the fourth quarter remaining, Seika High's victory was all but inevitable.

Something likely unknown to the spectators and coaches, the North High team was having more trouble than usual in their uniforms. Due to the unexpected arrival of pink uniform shirts and tiny pink shorts, both of which were tighter than preferred by the team, their movement was restricted. Furthermore, the tight fabric of the clothes made them wary of over exerting themselves, due to concerns about how the female audience would…perceive them.

"Come on, guys!" Taniguchi exclaimed as he received the ball from a teammate and ran to the Seika High basket.

As his teammates passed him, trying to set up a barrier against the Seika High students, Taniguchi saw himself face-to-face with the worst possible person.

"Keep practicing." The tall blonde teen told him as he ran off, leaving Taniguchi behind.

"What the…" He cursed as he looked down and saw that, once again, the ball was missing and gave chase. "Damn!"

The half Brit teen managed to effortlessly dodge all the North High players in the vicinity and get a clear shot at the net. With one jump, he took his shot from outside the three point line and scored three points, taking the score to Home 38-60 Visitor.


(Seika High bleachers)

"Wow, Takumi's a really good player, isn't he?" Vice President Souichirou Yukimura commented.

"Yes, he's clearly quite the capable sportsman." Kanou Soutaro agreed. "If he were to join a school team, we would have a better record at inter-school competitions."

"Almost all of them have tried, but not a single club managed to recruit him." Misaki stated. "He has no interest in sports."

"Well, actually Misaki," Kanou said. "The simple fact that he has opted to participate in this game means that he has some degree of interest. Perhaps he simply feels that the clubs are not worthy of him."

"Takumi may be a creep but he's not the kind of guy who thinks like that." Misaki said. "Except maybe about girls."


(North High bleachers)

This blonde guy is pretty good. He'd probably give Haruhi a run for her money.

"Come on you losers!" Haruhi screamed at the team, somewhat focusing on Taniguchi.

"Haruhi, come on, they're your school's team."

"If they're from the same school as me, they should be excellent and energetic," she said. "Instead they're all running around like they're afraid their shorts are gonna burst."

"Still, if you heckle your own team-"

"I'm not heckling," she argued. "I'm encouraging."

"By calling them losers?"

"Call it negative reinforcement."

I'd rather not since it's dumb. Ever since this blonde guy came out, we've been getting our butts kicked. He's taller and more skilled than anyone on our team. Those uniforms that made them a laughing stock aren't helping either, of course.

There isn't much time left and now the scores gone to Home 40-60 Visitor. Less than half the quarter is left. We may as well pack up our stuff, find out the deal with these stupid pink uniforms and go home.

Koizumi, Nagato, and Asahina haven't said a thing since the game began. Well…Nagato keeping quiet is normal but Koizumi and Asahina shutting up like this, not even cheering for their school, seems out of the ordinary. I haven't heard either of them since…that blonde guy started playing.


(Basketball floor)

There was less than a minute left in the game. Everyone knew North High had already lost since the score was now Home 43-62 Visitor. Their fate had been sealed the minute Takumi Usui had joined the game.

But as the Seika High team and coach knew, Takumi wasn't really part of the team or the club and was just asked to play since they knew he was better than anyone who was actually on the team. It was quite surprising for them that he agreed to it.

"Last chance!" A boy on the Seika High team shouted as the North High team made one final charge down the field.

Taniguchi was in possession of the ball and circled around several players in order to get within shooting range. Takumi Usui, having had enough of the game, ran with little effort to stop him, allowing Taniguchi to get close to the basket while his teammates obstructed the Seika players.

When he had a clear path, he made his final jump and released the ball. "Come on!"

With ease, the ball landed in the basket, scoring two more points for North High, but it was fruitless since the buzzer rang immediately after, signifying the end of the game.

"Game over!" The referee declared. "North High 45. Seika High 62. Seika High is the winner!"

Taniguchi threw his fist around in anger as most of the North High spectators did.

The Seika team and crowd were understandably happy since they stood a good chance of losing the match if Takumi Usui hadn't agreed to join. The entire team ran up and began fawning all over Takumi like a gang of fangirls.

In two separate lines, the Seika and North High teams stood single file and walked, shaking hands with the players of the opposite team, thanking them for the game.

"Man, tough game, eh?" A North High boy said to Taniguchi as they walked off into the locker rooms.

"Only cause of that tall blonde dude." Taniguchi commented. "If it hadn't been for him…"

"We don't know that for sure." He said. "But it would've been close."

"Dude, don't put your hand on me." Taniguchi said, pushing the boy's hand off his shoulder.

Back at the Seika High team bench, the spectators were gathering around Takumi Usui, thanking him for his performance, saying that it was due to him that they won. Naturally, he was quite passive of their compliments and thanks; he simply walked off to change out of his basketball uniform.

"Sure was a great match, wasn't it?" Yukimura commented.

"I agree, it was quite entertaining to watch." Kanou agreed.

"Too bad the team had to cheat to win." Misaki though as she looked at their happy faces, a bit disgusted by their pleasure.


(North High School Hallway)

Man that was a disappointing loss.

"The second that blonde guy came into the match we were done for. They should've let me play!" Haruhi shouted, resulting in everyone else turning around and seeing the five of us.

I thought it would be a good time to throw a death glare. "What are you looking at?"

Everyone turned away.

Yeah it worked.

"You know they wouldn't have let a girl play on the boy's team."

"And look where that got them." She argued.

"Out of trouble with the city's athletic commission?"

She stopped and turned around. "Do you take lessons in sarcasm or is it all your own doing?"

Actually, I practice in front of the mirror every morning.

"So…what's next?" Koizumi asked, wearing his fake-ass smile.

"We film our video tomorrow and wear our Super Sentai costumes….right?"

Crap. I was kinda hoping she'd forget about that. I mean, this Super Sentai thing is ridiculous. We're gonna look like idiots in front of everyone. Never mind the fact that we just lost a basketball match to some school we'd never heard about till a few days ago.

"Hey, Kyon, remember that you need to go pick up the costumes from wherever you left them."

"Yeah."

"And if you forget, you pay a penalty!"

How can I forget? You won't stop reminding me.

"Hey, don't we wait a while in the clubroom before going home?" Koizumi asked.

"What? Why?"

"No particular reason." He said.

If there's no particular reason, what made you come up with that idea?

"Sure. Up to the clubroom, SOS Brigade!" Haruhi shouted, making everyone in the area turn around to look at us again like before.

So eventually, we did get into the clubroom but Haruhi went out for a minute cause she said she needed to find something to show us. Nagato sat in her usual spot by the window while Asahina, Koizumi and I sat down normally for once. For some reason, Koizumi looked a bit stressed out, kinda surprising since I usually only see his fake-ass smile.

"There's something I need to tell the three of you." He said.

"What is it?" I asked.

"One of the two people I encountered several days back was at the basketball game today." He said.

"Who stopped your powers or something?"

"Precisely"

"Are you serious?"

"You might be mistaken." Asahina suggested.

He just shook his head. "No, there was no mistake."

"Where did you see him?"

"He was the tall blonde boy who entered the game." Koizumi said. "He's from Seika High School."

Asahina looked a bit frightened. "Seika…Seika High?"

"Yes. I would have attempted to sense the presence of closed space but I forgot to do so." He said.

"Maybe there was no closed space at all, ever think about that?"

"Admittedly, you could be right." He explained. "What is your take on this, Nagato?"

Nagato was probably listening to every word we were saying but didn't bother interjecting her thoughts for some reason.

"I am unable to confirm whether or not that was the boy you speak of without further investigation." She said in her monotone voice. "Our distance on the bleachers from the basketball players averaged 21.5 feet."

"Understandable. I was likely closer to him and the girl last time." Koizumi said. "When I last saw the boy he was with a female and we must assume that the one we are looking for could be either of them. For the time being, I have termed this being 'The Absence'."

"The Absence?"

"Yes. If Haruhi Suzumiya were the being of Creation and Destruction, this one would be the being of the Absence, neither creation nor destruction." He explained unconvincingly.

"What exactly is neither Creation nor Destruction?"

"A firm existence which survives without the two of them."

"That's stupid."

"Nevertheless, we must take care." He said. "Haruhi Suzumiya is key, and we are all key to Haruhi Suzumiya and therefore we should do our best to make sure nothing terrible happens to us or her."


(Thursday at 3:40pm)

(Streets outside North High)


The three people in hooded civilian clothes who had made a deal with the North High Student Council President were walking down the roads, shrugging off concerned looks from passersby.

"Hey, dude, maybe we should take off the hoods." One of them said.

"Why? They look cool." Another argued.

The one in the front turned around and pulled his hood down, revealing the face of Shirokawa, also known as Shiroyan, a member of the Seika High Idiot Trio. "No, he's right, we look like criminals otherwise."

The other two dehooded themselves as well, revealing themselves as the other members of the Idiot Trio; Kurotatsu and Ikkun.

"So what should we do now?" Ikkun asked.

"Idiot, we go to Maid Latte, of course!" Shirokawa exclaimed as he turned around and started walking.

"Well, we won the game. I guess we should celebrate." Kurotatsu said as he ran to catch up with his buddy.

"Hey, wait for me!" Ikkun exclaimed as he brought up the rear.

As the gang walked together, they reminisced about how long they would remember this prank they pulled. This kind of hijinks was common among university students in America but much less prevalent in Japan. Kurotatsu brought up the idea of creating a 'Pranksters Association of Japan', which Shirokawa and Ikkun immediately rejected. The latter later told Kurotatsu to thank his anonymous consultant for the assistance with the prank.

The trio eventually reached a park where younger delinquents from schools like East Junior High, Seisen Junior High and Seigaku Junior High often hung out. Shirokawa and Kurotatsu reminisced over the times they spent in that park, beating up rivals from other schools and stealing from one another, making Ikkun comically sad since he hadn't known them at the time.

"Yeah, it's gonna be a long time before those North High losers forget that prank." Kurotatsu laughed.

"Maybe not. Something else will soon block their minds." A strange voice said.

Ikkun frantically turned his head in every direction. "Who said that? Where are you?"

From out of the bushes, the North High Student Council President stepped out with a number of other students in North High jackets. Each of them stared at the somewhat alarmed Idiot Trio as if they were murderers.

"You're gonna pay for what you did to our school." One of the boys said.

"You bastard!" Shirokawa shouted, addressing the president. "After what I did for you!"

"Hard as it may be for you to believe, I have loyalties to others that take precedence over you." He said, adjusting his glasses.

"Damn, I don't know if we can take all these guys." Kurotatsu angrily thought to himself.

"What is it you want?" Ikkun asked accusingly. "We're not turning ourselves in, you know."

"Oh don't worry, we don't wanna deprive ourselves of all the fun." The president said.

All of a sudden, Ikkun and Kurotatsu were grabbed from behind by unknown assailants who held them back in half-nelson maneuvers. The second Shirokawa looked back, he was punched in the face by a boy. While he was on the ground, two of the boys with the president dragged him off the ground, one held him back while the other repeatedly punched him in the stomach.

"Shirokawa!" Ikkun screamed.

"Be quiet!" A boy shouted, punching him in the stomach.

The gang, which now exceeded a dozen members, dragged the now unconscious Shirokawa towards their gang while Ikkun and Kurotatsu were knocked senseless by the other boys.

After a few minutes of the torture, they were released whereupon they collapsed on the ground, their breathing becoming labored.

"This is what you idiots get for messing with North High." One of the boys told them.

"To think the 'White Tornado Devil' was beaten so easily." Another laughed. "What a joke."

Three boys picked up the unconscious Shirokawa and threw him recklessly into the open door of a car before shutting it closed. The other two members of the trio were shocked at the blatant kidnapping that was going on right in front of their eyes, let alone the fact that it was Shirokawa being kidnapped.

"If you wanna see your friend again, come to the abandoned tennis courts by the bullet train tracks in exactly two days!" The president instructed. "If you don't I can't guarantee the safety of your friend."

Ikkun glared at him. "You-"

"I thought I told you to shut up!" The boy holding down Ikkun shouted, punching him in the stomach again.

"We'll see you on Saturday." The president said as he got into the car he'd thrown Shirokawa into. "Bye!"

The other boys let Ikkun and Kurotatsu go, but not before giving each of them a kick in the stomach for fun. As the two of them lied down on the ground with nobody to help them, the North High boys walked away with one of them reminded them of the meeting to take place within two days.

After a while, Kurotatsu got up, shortly followed by Ikkun awakening. They dusted themselves off and managed to stand up with some effort.

"I can't believe that happened to us." Ikkun commented.

"Even when we were in gangs, Shirokawa and I never got beaten so badly." Kurotatsu stated.

"What do we do now?" Ikkun asked.

"What do you think we're gonna do?" Kurotatsu responded. "We're gonna to the abandoned tennis courts on Saturday and get our buddy back!"

"Why can't we just go get him back now?"

"Do you know where they took him?"

"No."

"Neither do I so until we can figure it out, we have to wait till Saturday and show up with a huge gang of people from school."

"But that guy was the Student Council President of North High," Ikkun pointed out. "I think we know someone who can help."

"You're not really suggesting-"

"I don't want to but we have to!" Ikkun argued. "For Shirokawa."


(Thursday at 4:00pm)

(The Next Town Over)


Man, the crap going on around this blonde kid is a serious headache.

Haruhi's supposed to be some all-powerful being or something with the ability to create or destroy, and now Koizumi says this guy is like the antithesis and negates anything supernatural aside from himself? Around him, Koizumi, Asahina and Nagato are powerless? So Haruhi's powerless too? What is he, Leech from the X-Men?

But I guess I won't have to deal with that guy for a while, if ever. I think it'd be best if we avoided him entirely and prevent him and Haruhi from ever meeting. Do we have to actively prevent them from meeting though? I mean, we have no more scheduled events against Seika High as far as I know and the two schools are far enough away from one another that there's a pretty low chance of an accidental meeting. Neither of them knows the other so that rules out an intentional meeting.

Oh, this is just so stupid. I should be more worried about what Haruhi's gonna do to me if I don't bring those damn Super Sentai costumes to school tomorrow. The store I arranged to tailor them is just down the street from here so as long as I pay the guy and get straight home, I'll be fine. Too bad I can't go to that Maid Café and see that maid with the rockin' body again.

Ah, here I am.

"Welcome back." The shop owner greeted me the minute I entered through the door.

"Hi, I'm uh, here to-"

"No problem, I've got your order in the back." He said as he ducked out for a moment.

I heard the door open again and I got out of the way at once. A rather short girl with purple hair entered and surveyed the place and turned to me.

"Is the owner here?" She asked.

"Yeah, uh, he's in the back."

"Alright." She said, crossing her arms and turning around.

Just then, the owner came back with a rather large box and set it on the table. It looked too big for just five costumes and helmets but I could see a blue costume, my blue costume, sticking out from the side which he quickly tucked back into the box.

"Alright, young man, your Super Sentai costumes are ready to go." He said.

"Super Sentai?" The purple haired girl inquired.

Aw crap. Why did he say that in front of a girl?

"You're…doing a Super Sentai theme with costumes?" She asked.

"I…might be delivering costumes to some people who are."

Her eyes suddenly started looking a lot brighter. "Wow! The girls and I are gonna do a ranger theme where we work!"

Well that was unexpected.

"Is that so?"

"Well, Miss Satsuki, your order is finished as well." The shop owner told her. "I'll go get it for you."

So while he left to pick up this Satsuki's order, she began talking to me like some kind of fangirl.

"So what are you doing with your costumes?" She asked.

"I'm…delivering them."

She didn't believe me. "Come on, I know a pick-up boy when I see one."

That almost hurt a bit.

"Is there a cosplay convention in town?" She asked. "Maybe you're gonna bring some friends to serenade a girl you like?"

"I am not serenading anybody."

"Oh, alright, don't tell me." She laughed. "But if you're embarrassed to talk about it, think about how embarrassing it'll be to have people see you wear it."

"I'll have my helmet."

She started smiling. "Really? I thought you were just delivering it."

Damn! How did I fall for that twice in one week?

"Miss Satsuki, your box is here." The shop owner said as he walked out with another box even bigger than mine.

How many costumes did this woman order?

"Thank you, very much." She said as she started paying the guy.

I should probably do that too.

"Thank you for the business, you two." He said as we both paid him and took our boxes. "Come again for any costume needs."

So the two of us walked out of the store and in the same direction for a while. Satsuki's box was too big and heavy for her to carry so I offered to carry it to her workplace which she said wasn't far. In return, she'd carry my box since I couldn't carry two without putting one on the other, which would mean I couldn't see over them.

As we walked down the street, the atmosphere was a lot like it was a few days ago. This was a pretty calm street with a lot of small businesses like that tailor's.

"So, you're a high school student?" Satsuki asked me.

"I might be." I think it'd be pretty dumb to give too much information about myself to a stranger.

"Come on, I already know you're from North High School based on your uniform." She said.

"If you knew then why did you ask?"

"Because it seems that you're not the kind of guy who likes going around, giving trivial information about himself."

"I might be."

"See? Any other guy probably would've said 'yes' or 'no'." She pointed out. "In fact, I know a girl who's kind of like you."

Well that's interesting.

"Really?"

"Don't get any ideas, buddy." She giggled. "She's already seeing someone."

I wasn't getting any ideas. But I am now. We walked another few blocks and managed to get to Satsuki's store.

Needless to say, I was surprised that the business she mentioned owning was none other than the Maid Café that I visited a few days ago: Maid Latte.

"Welcome back, Master." A redhead maid said to me as I entered. This time it was a bit more fitting since I have been here before.

"Welcome back, Boss." A maid with green hair said to Satsuki when she noticed that she was next to me.

"Nice to be back." Satsuki said. "I hope Misa hasn't had much trouble since I left her in charge."

"I'd ask her if I were you." The green haired maid suggested.

"Alright then, you come with me." She said, holding my box that she had in one hand and pulling on my sleeve with the other.

"Okay, okay I'm coming."

She dragged me into the kitchen where she put my box on the table and told me to do the same, so I did. I looked around and as surprised as I was that Satsuki owned Maid Latte, nothing could've prepared me for what I saw next.

I saw that maid with the long black hair and that awesome body shouting at an employee in an apron. "Takumi, if you're not gonna take it seriously, then I'll have to!"

But this wasn't any employee in an apron; it was a tall teenage employee with blonde hair.

"Thank you, Satsuki, I'll be leaving now." I said as I grabbed my box and prepared to make a hasty retreat.

"But I haven't thanked you yet!" She protested.

"You've done enough for me!" I told her.

"Come on," she argued. "At least have a cola on the house."

A cola was what I had last time I was here. I guess it might not hurt to have one, especially since this blonde guy seems to be cooking rather than making drinks.

"Alright."

"Excellent!" She seemed pretty happy. "Wait outside!"

"Got it."

The store only had a half a dozen customers at the time. I sat in the same spot I sat in last time near the door and waited for my drink. It's too bad there are no magazines or television to pass the time, though I guess the former would probably risk getting ruined.

"Go…go…" I heard some people outside the café shout.

"Excuse me, Master." I turned around and was I ever happy to see the face of the maid with that rockin' body.

"Uhh…yeah."

"Here is the drink our boss offered." She said as she put the carbonate soft drink on my table.

"Thank you."

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" She asked.

"No thanks." I answered.

"Very well then." She said as she curtsied and left.

The drink somehow looked even better than it did last time. The black soda was still fizzing, the straw in it was still one of those intricate and coloured ones and there was an even larger lemon slice on the edge of the glass than last time.

The taste was somehow even better than it was last time, and last time was a lot better than an average cola.

When I finished, I reached into my pocket and left a tip on the table. I don't know exactly how much but it had to have been enough for the drink.

As I left with my box, the maids nearby gave their standard farewell when I walked out the door. Although I can't be sure, I could swear I heard something going on in the alley behind the café.


(Alley behind Maid Latte)

"You idiot!" Misaki screamed as she falcon-punched Kurotatsu, who was sent flying into a wall and landed on an unconscious Ikkun.

"Wasn't that a bit harsh, Misaki?" Takumi asked her as he watched from afar.

"No way!" She exclaimed. "It's perfectly in line as punishment."

"All they did was come into the kitchen." Takumi pointed out.

"From the back exit!" Misaki shouted.

"Were you so preoccupied with that that you failed to notice a fundamental flaw with this picture?" Takumi asked.

"You mean I shouldn't be violent with these three?" Misaki questioned.

Takumi raised his eyebrow at that. "Think about what you just said."

"'Shouldn't be violent with these three?'" She repeated. "Shouldn't be violent…with these…three!"

"You seem to have figured it out." Takumi smiled.

Misaki strutted over to Kurotatsu and picked him up by the collar. "Where's the tall blonde one?"

"I'm right here." Takumi joked.

"NOT YOU!" She shouted at him, shaking the brunette while she did so. "Where's your leader!"

"North…High…fighters…" The injured Kurotatsu mumbled.

"He's fighting at North High?" Misaki questioned in anticipation of a confirmation.

"No…he's not." The badly battered Ikkun stammered, picking himself off the ground.

"What's going on then?" Takumi asked, beginning to take an interest in the matter.

"He's been kidnapped." Ikkun said.

There was a moment of silence when the blue haired boy said that. Shiroyan was once a known thug in his junior high days as well as a decent fighter who once went by the name 'White Tornado Devil'. Coupled with the fact that he had two of his buddies with him, he should've been able to fight off a kidnapper.

"'He's been kidnapped'?" Takumi questioned.

"Nah, there's no way that guy got kidnapped." Misaki said in disbelief. "Maybe he kidnapped somebody but-"

"I'm not lying!" Ikkun protested, clutching his aching stomach. "We tried to stop them but there were just too many of them!"

"What happened!" Misaki angrily asked. "And what does it have to do with North High?"

"We were walking near the park and a bunch of North High students came out of nowhere and ambushed us." Kurotatsu revealed as he got ahold of himself. "They kept me and Ikkun back and beat the hell out of him, and us later."

"They took him away in their car and left us on the street." Ikkun finished.

"You mean…I beat you guys up even though you were injured…" Misaki said, reeling in regret for her actions.

"Misaki…" Takumi whispered in concern.

"Look, Prez, it's alright." Ikkun said. "But we need your help."

"Help us get out friend back." Kurotatsu asked.

Misaki gave it a brief thought for a moment. Sure, these three used to hate her and they annoyed her to no end. But when she needed it, they helped her out and were undeniably loyal to her and only her. Furthermore, she beat the hell out of them even after they were injured, though she admittedly didn't know that.

"Did you know any of the North High students who kidnapped him?" Misaki asked.

"Just one; the President of the Student Council." Ikkun told her.

"The what!" Misaki exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow, Misaki, it seems not all your counterparts are so noble." Takumi said.

"Takumi, please, this is serious!" Misaki shouted. "Why'd the President kidnap that guy?"

When there was no immediate answer, Misaki knew someone was keeping a secret.

"What did you do?" Misaki asked.

"Nothing?" Ikkun asked, hoping he got the right answer.

"You…." Misaki shouted as she prepared to hit him despite his injury.

"It was us!" Kurotatsu exclaimed.

"It was you who did what?" Misaki asked.

"Dude!"

"We paid off the Student Council President to force the North High basketball team to wear those pink uniforms!" Kurotatsu revealed. "That's why they kidnapped Shirokawa!"

"Hold on, back up, why did they kidnap him for that?" Misaki asked. "They know they could go to jail, right?"

"I don't know." Kurotatsu sobbed. "It wasn't even his fault!"

"What?"

"It was me!" The brunette revealed. "I'm the one who got those pink clothes made and swapped them for the other uniforms they were supposed to receive."

"Keep going." Takumi instructed. "Start from the beginning."

"We were gonna set up a fake trail to North High, leak information that some students from Seika were gonna steal their scoreboard the night before the game." Kurotatsu explained. "While they were busy guarding it, we'd intercept the shipment of new uniforms they were gonna get and swapped them with the pink ones you saw them wear."

"We knew they'd never wear them so we paid the president to force them into it." Ikkun stated. "After the game we were walking and then they attacked us."

"I get it…you guys have done stupid things, but this really takes the cake…" Misaki said.

"Yeah." "I…" The two of them muttered.

"But that's no excuse for kidnapping anyone!" She exclaimed much to their happiness. "And that's no way for a Student Council President to behave!"

"You tell 'em Misaki!" Ikkun cheered.

"Tomorrow, we're going to North High first thing in the morning and sorting this out!" She said.

"Huh?"

"Tomorrow morning?"

"Yeah, tomorrow morning." She said. "Nobody's gonna be at the school now."

"But they told us to meet them by the abandoned tennis courts by the bullet train tracks on Saturday." Ikkun explained.

"Kurotatsu nodded. "He said he can't guarantee Shirokawa's safety otherwise."

"Do you know where they're keeping him?" Misaki asked them.

"No." "Not a clue." They answered simultaneously.

"We never expected you to." Takumi said.

"I'd go to the police but there's a chance all three of you could be charged for breaking and entering if you went to North High in the middle of the night, stealing too if you took those uniforms." Misaki explained. "If we don't know where they're keeping him, then we have to confront them tomorrow."

"But what if they hurt him!" Kurotatsu asked, almost at the point of crying.

"I'm sorry about this, but think of it this way," she said. "He's really tough so you know he can live through it, and if they wanna see you in two days, they'll keep him alive."

"But-" Ikkun protested as he was cut off.

"When Misaki goes to North High, I'll be with her." Takumi told them. "You two can come too."

"With Takumi, we could beat up all of those guys!" Kurotatsu realized.

"All right!" Ikkun cheered.

"I'll bring Yukimura as well, to have some influence with student politics." Misaki decided.

"The five of us are gonna go there and kick some butt!" Kurotatsu exclaimed to the sky.

"There will be no fighting." Misaki stated, cutting him down to size. "It will be a rational discussion and we'll all agree not to press charges."

"That's right, we won't press charges." Takumi said.

"Or fight!" Misaki exclaimed.

On this, Takumi was curiously silent.

"Let's deal with this then!" Ikkun cried.

"Shirokawa, we're coming for you!" Kurotatsu shouted to the sky.

"Let's go get ready." Ikkun said, putting an arm around his friend.

"We should go work out to look tough." Kurotatsu said as he did the same.

Both members of the idiot trio walked into the streets like that, laughing all the way. Misaki couldn't help but think that if they cared that much about their friend, they couldn't be all bad.

"Well, Misaki, it seems we're gonna have an lively day tomorrow." Takumi suggested.

Misaki smiled. "I guess so."

"The trio of idiots: Shirokawa the bully, Kurotatsu the skill and Ikkun the otaku." Takumi rolled off. "They're a magnet for trouble."

"Still, those three aren't half bad if they're on your side." Misaki opined.

"I'm very curious about this president over there at North High." Takumi stated.

"Me too." Misaki said. "Behaving like that...what a disgrace."

"I guess it's up to you to put 'em in his place." Takumi jokingly told her.

(Play: Maid Sama End - Yokan)

(End)


Rayquaza45: So the White Tornado Devil has been kidnapped and the gang is heading to North High to rescue him. Why was he kidnapped? Was it for the incident with the uniforms or something...else. And is he ok?

For the record, Shiroyan's old nickname translates into a number of things and it's inconsistent across mediums so that's why I went with 'White Tornado Devil', cause it seemed neutral to the others and seems to work.

So Misaki and Takumi are going to North High with the remainder of the trio and Yukimura to meet this president. Meanwhile, Kyon has the Super Sentai costumes and must deliver them to Haruhi. Will he tell the rest of the SOS Brigade about Maid Latte? Keep reading!

Next time: Chapter 8: The Confrontation

The SOS Brigade somehow meets with Misaki, Takumi and a number of others. What could possibly happen?

So please leave a review! I'd really appreciate it.