Yukimura stepped into the club room, flinging her bag unceremoniously on the ground in order to make the most noise possible.

Kobato stared at the mysterious girl at the door in horror. "Yukimura-sempai…"

Rika squealed in delight, and Sena shuffled nervously. Yozora crossed her arms, keeping her eyes turned away, and Kodaka simply turned around and glanced up at Yukimura.

"Oh," he said.

Meanwhile, Yozora was still distraught. The lack of shock from Kodaka, Rika, or Sena (horror on Sena's part, maybe, but not shock) told her that she was the last to know.

"Well, Yukimura," said Yozora. "Welcome back to the club."

"Thank you, Yozora-anego," replied Yukimura with an innocent smile. She slipped down next to Sena and kissed her. Sena blushed and warily placed her hand on Yukimura's lap.

"Well, president Yozora, what activity do you have planned for us today?" said Kodaka.

Yozora's eyes widened. In all this confusion and romantic tension, she had forgotten to plan any club activities. At any rate, it had seemed like the club was dying out and that it would not be necessary to plan any more activities. Now, all of a sudden, all the club members except one were here.

"By the way, where's Maria?" said Yozora. Maria had not been at club for almost a month. Everyone shrugged and shook their heads.

"You do have stuff planned out for us, don't you?" said Yukimura. Without even waiting for an answer, she turned back to Sena and kissed her.

Yozora glared at the couple and glanced at Kodaka.

"Hold me," she whispered.

"Huh?"

"Just do it!"

Kodaka put his hands around Yozora, hugging her tight. Yukimura glared at Yozora and tried to ignore her, turning instead to Sena.

Rika and Kobato sat off to the side, completely isolated now.

Rika gazed at Kobato. "You know, Rika—"

Kobato hopped up. "Oh, I just forgot! Full Metal Necromancer's on! I have to go and watch it…somewhere else other than here!"

…

The news of Yukimura's "sex change" spread through the school. One of the first things people started talking about was whether she was really a girl or not.

"Yukimura-san…I've always kind of liked you. But now…I think I'm in love! A real man is beautiful even in women's clothes!" The random girl bowed in front of Yukimura, holding a present in her outstretched arms.

Yukimura glared at the student. "I'm a girl."

She then grabbed Sena, who had somehow appeared out of nowhere, and kissed her. Sena followed Yukimura tamely out of the classroom.

The speculations continued, reaching their peak when Yukimura walked into the girls' locker room for the first time.

The chattering, laughing, and talking stopped. All eyes turned to Yukimura.

She furrowed her eyes in disgust, Yukimura slipped off her jacket and skirt. She unbuttoned her blouse and flung it aside. Yukimura could feel everyone's eyes on her as she stood in front of the locker in nothing but her lingerie.

Yukimura unhooked her bra and flung it aside to the mixed reactions of the entire room. Several girls covered their eyes in horror, perhaps traumatized by this final confirmation. A few girls blushed, some grinned sheepishly, and a few simply started whispering.

Yukimura pretended as if nothing had happened, put on her clothes, and strutted out into the gym.

Several of the boys stared at Yukimura as she emerged from the locker room. Months of training at the gym had toned her muscles, and several of them shamelessly gawked at Yukimura's body on display.

Yukimura tugged at her bloomers. "I fucking hate these."

"All right, everybody. Gather round," said the teacher. "Now, we're going to be using the basketballs today. Everyone pick a partner…"

As soon as he had said that, everyone crowded around Yukimura.

Yukimura stood there, not saying a word. The teacher then awkwardly pulled her out of the crowd. Everyone reluctantly chose other partners, and the last one left got Yukimura.

"Sup," said Yukimura.

The lucky boy grinned and nodded. Yukimura picked a ball up from the ground and headed for the center of the gym. The boy, whose name Yukimura did not know, followed her.

"Hey, catch," said Yukimura, suddenly turning around and lobbing the ball in the boy's face.

"Oops," said Yukimura. At least the ensuing commotion meant she wouldn't have to go through gym class for the rest of the period.

…

Yukimura glanced up at the door. It was Kodaka. They were the only two club members in the room right then.

"Oh, it's you," said Yukimura.

"You look disappointed," said Kodaka.

"I was expecting Sena," said Yukimura.

Kodaka took one of his textbooks out of his bag and sat down. He pretended to read for a few seconds before giving up and tossing it aside.

"How's life as a girl?" said Kodaka.

"A lot more people have been staring at me," said Yukimura. "But other than that, not much different."

Yukimura crossed her arms and gazed out the window. Kodaka propped the book back up in front of his face.

Sena glided into the room, her steps so quiet that Kodaka didn't notice her until she was almost right next to him.

"Hey, Kodaka," she said.

Before Kodaka could answer back, Yukimura had grabbed Sena and dragged her down next to her.

"I missed you, Sena," said Yukimura.

"Uh…yeah!" said Sena, stuttering as she nodded.

Kodaka could feel Yukimura's gaze linger. He stared out the window, refusing to give Yukimura the satisfaction of knowing that she was bothering him.

Kodaka peeked out the corner of his eye. Yukimura was smiling anyway.

"What are you looking at, Kodaka?"

Kodaka turned around. It was Yozora.

"Oh, I didn't see you there!"

"Of course you didn't! How could you see anything when your head's twisted like that?"

Yozora grabbed Kodaka and kissed him on the cheek. Kodaka remained unresponsive, flopping back in his chair. Yozora crossed her arms and turned away from Kodaka, shaking her head.

"I'm glad we don't have to deal with those problems, aren't you?" whispered Yukimura. She nibbled Sena's ear and put her hand up Sena's skirt.

"Uh-huh," Sena whimpered.

Everyone sat silently for a few minutes. Finally, Yukimura got up. "We're not doing anything today, again? I'm leaving, then."

She got up with aplomb and stepped out of the room. All three remaining members watched her leave with varying degrees of emotion. The angriest, oddly enough, was Yozora.

"S-Sorry, I've got to buy groceries for dinner tomorrow," said Kodaka.

"OK, then," said Yozora. She tried her best to be calm, but her disgust was clearly showing through.

Kodaka flung the door open and quickly scampered out.

Yozora hung her head and remained utterly motionless. Sena kept up her pitiable face, looking as if she were going to cry.

Yozora looked over at Sena. Sena stared up at the ceiling, refusing to look Yozora in the eye. Yozora turned away from Sena and stared at the wall for several minutes. When the tension was too much for even her, Yozora finally got up.

"Yeah, I'm leaving now."

"Me…too," said Sena even as she remained perfectly still. It would have been more awkward if she had decided to leave at the same time as Yozora, since then, they would have had to spend several more minutes of awkward silence walking out of the school together.

"OK…then," said Yozora. "Later, I guess."

"Uh-huh."

Sena sat alone in the room.

…

"Oh, fancy seeing you here," said Kodaka.

Yukimura was leaning against a telephone pole, staring up at the sky. She stared at Kodaka, lowered her head, and kept walking.

"You're not in a hurry, I'm guessing. You look like you've been standing there for awhile," said Kodaka.

"Oh, yeah," said Yukimura. She tucked her hands into her pockets. "Hey, do you think Sena's all that into our relationship?"

Kodaka scratched his neck. "Uh…to be honest, I think she's scared of you."

Yukimura shrugged. "Oh. Well, that sucks."

The two of them stopped in front of the coffee shop.

"I'm thirsty," said Yukimura. She turned, opened the door, and threw it wide after her. Kodaka followed her in.

Yukimura stared up at the menu board. She hummed along to the music playing on the overhead speakers, swaying coquettishly as she examined each item. Kodaka watched curiously. Yukimura glanced back, noticed him staring, and stopped.

"Welcome to Sudohbucks, can I take your order?" said the girl.

"Yeah…I'd like a tall raspberry white chocolate iced mocha with whipped cream," said Yukimura.

Kodaka almost choked. Yukimura shot him a dirty look.

"Of course, that'll be 740 yen, please," said the cashier. "And for you, sir?"

"Tall black coffee."

Kodaka grabbed his order and rushed over to Yukimura. Yukimura glanced up at him without saying a word, and Kodaka decided against actually asking her why she made that order.

They took a seat next to the window. Yukimura stared outside, her nose almost touching the glass. Kodaka slowly twirled his coffee cup, using the store's logo to keep track. When he had rotated his cup three times, he finally looked up.

"So, aren't you going to say something?"

"I don't care if we talk or not. Unless you have something interesting to say?"

Kodaka sighed. He did not.

Yukimura observed Kodaka for awhile and sighed.

"You were supposed to start talking."

Kodaka shrugged. "Maybe I don't care whether we talk or not either."

Yukimura cocked her head. "Fine."

She took a sip from her drink with the straw. Kodaka tried to gulp down his coffee but found it too bitter.

Yukimura stared at Kodaka's drink. "Why didn't you order something you actually liked?"

Kodaka sighed. "Is it that obvious?"

Yukimura nodded. "I spent my whole life denying the things I liked. I know how to pretend to like things that I actually don't better than anyone else."

"Yukimura…"

"Nothing. Forget I said that." Yukimura got up and left the coffee shop. Kodaka sat alone for a few more minutes. Seeing no point in staying, he got up and left, too.