The End of Hope's Peak Academy: Zetsubou-Hen

by The Celestial Sky Dragon

Hope's Peak Academy was a place where the Elite of the Elite came to hone their skills. The students of Class 77 had been here for a year now, entering their second when they get word of a new student. Daisuke is a young man who feels like he doesn't fit in, even with his title. How will he handle his new life in Hope's Peak? Especially with Despair looming on the horizon? (Diyoko)

6. Pranks

A/N: Hello everyone and welcome to a brand new chapter of The End of Hope's Peak Academy.

Alright, this chapter finally gets things moving, at least I hope it does. This one pretty much went everywhere and I'm not sure if I did it justice, but this is the first time I've written a normal school life story, so give me some credit. the next chapter will be a time skip, which will take place a day before Halloween, it's going to be the first holiday Class 77 does as a class and there will be some trick-or-treating, or in Hiyoko's case, tricks. I do hope this chapter holds you over until then. The next one will also feature Natsumi a bit more, as well as Sato and Hinata. We might actually get to see just how Natsumi gets accepted into the 79th class, if I come up with a plot good enough to flesh out. Until then, I hope you like this chapter. I have also included some two line horror stories in this as part of Daisuke's collection. I saw them on the internet once, so I take no credit for their creation. They are something that I find myself reading sometimes, since they're filled with mystery and curiosity.

The End of Hope's Peak Academy

Zetzubou-Hen

Chapter 6

Pranks

"Please, Daisuke you are the only one who can do this for me. If I approach her, she would definitely find it creepy."

"And you don't think she would find it creepy if I do it?" Daisuke replied firmly, looking at his friend and classmate.

"Yes, but you and her already have spent time together, so you know each other. Please please please, just get her to sign it. I'll make you whatever dishes you want for the rest of the school year."

Daisuke sighed, glaring at the Ultimate Chef standing beside him. It was another early morning in the academy kitchen, and Daisuke had been busy with the morning lunch rush. He hadn't known why he started helping out back there, it gave him a sense of accomplishment and reminded him a lot of the times he helped his mother at home. This of course gave the Ultimate Chef enough time to mess with him in various perverted ways. It wasn't a secret that the young man was sexually curious, and outright expressed it in any form. Today, it seemed that it had come in the form of a raunchy Sayaka Maizono pin up magazine. The front cover featured the Pop sensation, in a thin white bikini posing for a picture.

She honestly looked beautiful in it, and he had to wonder where the hell he even got something like that. The young pudgy teen had a firm look on his face, his pompadour wiggling a bit as he talked. Daisuke pinched his eyes, thinking his options over. On one hand, having whatever meal you wanted whenever you wanted was a rather nice bonus. Especially if it came from someone of Teruteru's caliber, the teen was gifted and it had shown. But on the other hand, the utterly embarrassing thought of asking Sayaka Maizono for a signature, on something that she most likely regretted was something that he wasn't forward to doing. The last two weeks had been rather interesting, especially all of the times he had spent in detention.

He had already served his in full, but found himself heading back just to keep her and Celeste company. The latter still had a week left, while the former still had two. Thanks to the pop star though, he had not only finished the script he had been working on, but had started his first major story and was already several chapters into it. Looking at his expression once more, Daisuke finally broke, giving the teen a nod.

"I'll talk to her, maybe if she's a little stoned she'll ignore it and sign it." he said.

"Thank you so much Daisuke! You are a true friend." Teruteru said, his face showing nothing but happiness. He handed the magazine over to Daisuke, the young man's eyes almost popping out of his sockets when he saw the cover image. How was a sixteen year old girl allowed to do this? He turned to the first page, seeing a picture of Sayaka laying down on a bed with nothing but covers over her. He closed it, shoving it in his messenger bag.

"It's almost time for class so I'll be heading out. Don't worry Teru, I'll talk to her later today."

"I'll handle everything here, don't worry Daisuke. You are a life saver!" he said, as the Story teller left the kitchen. He brushed past a few students, shaking his head.

"Jesus Christ." He muttered.

The hallways of Hope's Peak Academy we're filled with life as he slowly made his way up to the second floor. Various students from class 78 had been hanging around the first floor plaza, messing around with their friends while waiting for class to start. He waved at Leon and Celeste as he passed by, the two had been chatting about homework it seemed. He briefly saw Makoto shoving coins into a prize machine in the School store, most likely trying his luck. Daisuke himself had used it in the past but hadn't had any luck. He did win several Kitty Barrettes, of which he had no use for seeing as he wasn't a girl. He didn't even know what to do with them either, so he was just going to toss them when he had the chance.

"Excuse me, Daisuke could I talk to you real quick?"

He stopped, peeking into the Nurse's office. Kiriko had been standing by the door holding a clipboard in her hands. He saw Mikan in the back, checking a few things over. Briefly looking up, she gave him a smile and a wave before continuing her job. He walked into the office, looking around for a few seconds.

"Is something wrong Kiriko?" he asked.

"I was looking over the student files for class 77B and noticed you hadn't gotten your flu shot yet. If you'd like we can take care of that now."

"Eh...I have a thing against needles and...pain...I'll pass." he said.

"Daisuke, it's very important to be up to date with your vaccinations. Three of them are missing on this file, your flu shot, your Tetanus shot and your Meningitis shot. We don't have to do them all today, but I would prefer to get them done sooner rather than later." she said.

"Well, she is totally abrasive when it comes to her talent. Shy at heart my ass." he thought to himself, a groan escaping his lips.

"Fine, I suppose you are doing me a favor instead forcing me to head to a hospital. I'll just get my flu and meningitis shots. I hate the tetanus ones." he said. She gestured to one of the beds where he sat down, taking off his bag. He set it down beside him and it tipped over, causing his story book, and more importantly, the Sayaka magazine to slip out. The girl looked at it for a brief second before looking up at him, her eyes wide.

"That's not mine. It belongs to a friend." he said quickly.

"It's alright if you are into that...stuff. Just don't let Sayaka see it." she said.

"That'll be hard considering I'm asking for her damn signature on it."

"I'll try not too." he replied, a forced laugh escaping his lips. As she started preparing the shots, he remembered the barrettes in his bag and reached into it, pulling out a light blue one. When the Ultimate Physician came back, he held it out to her.

"Here, a token of my friendship." he said simply.

"A kitty barrette?" she asked curiously, taking the small pin into her hand.

"I won thirty two of those from that coin machine in the School Store, and I was just going to toss them, might as well give one to someone I consider a friend. Besides it would just be a waste tossing them all." he said simply. She blushed a bit, placing the barrette in her pocket.

"Thanks Daisuke. Alright, let's get this over with." she said with a small smile, completely ignoring the cringe on the young man's face. After signing several forms and various other things, Daisuke had been sent on his way. He and Mikan we're quietly walking to class, as the bell had rung while they were still in there. Daisuke had been poking at his arm for a bit, feeling the pink bandage that he now sported on his arm.

"Don't poke it. It'll start hurting, especially since you got a Meningitis shot." Mikan said quietly.

"Sorry, force of habit. Whenever I hurt myself and get it bandaged, I always poke at it. I know you aren't supposed to but I do it anyway." he said, pulling his hand away from it. He had decided on wearing a tee shirt today, along with his sleeveless blazer. It had been a little warm, especially since they were in early August now.

"You shouldn't do that. It can cause an infection or something worse, thankfully this is just a small shot so it'll be fine." she said.

"You really do worry over everyone don't you Mikan?" he asked.

"Why yes! Nurses have to do their best to take care of their patients, even if they are mean to you. If you are calm then the patient is calm, more often than not anyway."

"So, I take it you are used to the way Hiyoko treats you then?" he asked, his tone filled with annoyance. She gave him a nod.

"I grew used to it rather fast. Last year was hectic, it was a brand new school, a big academy full of hope. Everyone was looking at you and expecting you to become some sort of pariah or something, all because of your title. Hiyoko took advantage of my shyness and nervousness and kept bullying me. Thankfully I got over my shyness and got used to her attitude. It was a little hard, especially since we're roommates, but she doesn't bother me as much anymore. Miss Sonia was also kind to me, and helped me a lot whenever she did bully me."

"Lady Sonia is a kind soul among us. I'm very surprised she was allowed to attend this academy, especially with her royal duties and such." he replied.

"According to her, she was the only student in the history of the academy to send in a written request. Due to her royal duties, they didn't want to bring her on, but her parents agreed to it so long as she could leave if something came up back in her home country. She took the first plane out of Novoselic as soon as she got her acceptance letter." Mikan said.

"She must have been really excited. She told me she didn't have any friends her age back home, so I'm really glad I met her. We should do our best to make tons of precious memories with her as a class. That way she'll never be alone, especially if she ever has to go back home." he said.

"That's a great idea. You know, it's still pretty hot outside, and tomorrow is Saturday, why don't we head to the beach?" she asked.

"Sure, I wouldn't mind going to the beach. It's been years since I last stepped on sand." he admitted. Finally arriving to their classroom, Daisuke slid the door open, only to see his classmates all crowded around a large screen television, which had been mounted on the other side of the room. They were all watching it intently, focused on the game they we're playing.

"Uh...what's going on?" he asked curiously.

"Oh, Chiaki thought it would be a good idea to play some video games. She thinks it's a good way to bring us all together." Sonia replied, she had been the closest to the door. Daisuke looked at the Ultimate Gamer, who blushed and looked away, a shy smile on her face.

"Well, I for one think it's an excellent idea, which is also why I propose we all go to the beach tomorrow. Mikan suggested it, and I think it would be great to get out of the city for a day. What do you all say?" he asked.

"Hell yeah, I'm down to hit the waves." Akane said, a smirk on her face.

"The beach sounds great. As long as they have bathrooms nearby, I'm good to go!" Nekumaru replied.

"I have yet to witness the marine life of this area. It would be wise to talk to my mammalian brethren and announce my arrival." Tanaka replied, once again confusing him.

"I can take some pictures for everyone. I haven't taken any beach photos in while either. I'll need to find my water proof equipment!" Mahiru said excitedly.

"We can go on the coaster that's on the boardwalk. I've always wanted to see what made it work." Kazuichi added.

"I've never been to the beach before, what's it like? Is the water cold? Are there food stands nearby?" Sonia asked.

"Whoa, hold your horses Princess. The beach isn't a place you can just explain to someone, you have to go there and see for yourself. I assure you, it'll be great!" Daisuke said firmly. That seemed to excite her even more.

"Anyone wanna play next? I have to go take a leak." Kazuichi said, holding out his controller. Daisuke took it from his hand, taking his spot on the floor.

"What game is this?" he asked.

"We we're gonna start Super Smash Bros, are you in for that?" Fuyuhiko asked.

"Hell yeah, you should be warned though. I happen to be an excellent player when it comes to that game." he said, a smile on his face.

"We'll see about that pretty boy! I play this game with my cousin all the time, and I always whoop his ass." Akane said with a smirk.

"Ibuki wants to play next, she's the queen of Smash Bros!" she cried out, accepting the controller Nekumaru had been holding. After a few minutes, the game had started. Daisuke already knew it was going to be a tight match. Akane had chosen Donkey Kong, a really tough character to deal with, at least to him. Fuyuhiko had picked Mario, admitting that he was the only character he could use fully without killing himself. Ibuki had chosen King Dedede, much to everyone's surprise, since she was always after the agile characters in games. The final person was obviously him, and he had been looking around for a few seconds before finally choosing his ace character, Palutena.

"Dude, you are going to lose hard body." Fuyuhiko said.

"Little known fact about me, no matter the game or the difficulty level, I am always the best with the female characters. I'm gonna whoop your ass." he said with a smirk.

The game started, and instantly everyone started moving around their chosen field, the Kalos Region Pokemon League. While Daisuke was avoiding Mario's barrage of fireballs, Ibuki had started beating the hell out of Donkey Kong. Fuyuhiko moved his character in front of Daisuke's, shooting off a few more fireballs, only for them to be blocked. Palutena started bashing Mario with her shield, before tossing him off the field, just as Akane's pokeball had opened. She had summoned a Snorlax, which unfortunately landed right on Mario, taking him out of the game.

"Are you fucking serious? That was bullshit!" Fuyuhiko snapped.

"Sure it is." Daisuke replied. He jumped down to the lower platform, taking advantage of Donkey Kong's high damage percentage, he was easily able to sent him flying. Ibuki had started moving toward him, but he easily dodged her attacks, picking up all of the food on the ground to lower his own percentage.

"You are too good at this game. Did you play this all day when you were alone or something?" Akane asked.

"Sometimes. My little sister always beat me, but I am really good, not as good as I could be though." he said. The smash ball floated into the arena, and everyone immediately went for it. Ibuki had it first, but before she could use it, Akane had knocked it out of, sending it flying toward Mario, who was taken out of the game by a green shell, courtesy of Daisuke. His staff slammed into the ball, making him glow in a rainbow of colors.

"Black Hole Mega Laser bitches! Feel the wrath of a god!" he said firmly, taking out the last of everyone's lives. The match ended, with Daisuke as the winner.

"Maybe we should have raised the life counter to four instead of two." Akane said.

"Fuck you man! You totally cheated." the Ultimate Gangster said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Sure I did, memorizing all of the combos for my favorite character is totally cheating." he said, pursing his lips. He shook his head, handing the controller to Sonia.

"I wanna work on my story, if you decide to play Splatoon or Mario Kart, let me know, I'll whoop some ass in that too." he said with a wink, walking over to one of the empty desks in the room. He set his bag down beside him and pulled out his notebook, along with one of his pens. He opened to the bookmarked page, and started reading over the last thing he had written. Once he had what he wanted to write down, he uncapped his pen, and continued where he left off.

Chisa had noticed him sitting by himself, and had decided to check on him. She had been keeping her eye on all of her students since the first day, and had noticed who was friendly with who and what their quirks were. She had noticed that Daisuke often secluded himself to work on his stories, and while that wasn't a bad thing, she also wanted him to make friends. She had also noticed he had a bit of a trouble maker streak, seeing as he had gotten himself detention and had insulted several of the teachers. She grabbed one of the chairs next to him, sitting down in front of his desk.

"Why are you all alone? Don't you want to play a game?" she asked.

"Maybe later, I've been wanting to finish this chapter since last night. This idea has been picking at my brain for a few days so I really want to work on it." he said, not looking up from his notebook.

"That is well and good, but I don't like how you seclude yourself. You've been doing great as of late, getting along with Teruteru, Sonia, Ibuki and Peko, but you need to make friends with everyone here." she said.

"I'm trying, but I don't have anything interesting to share. I can't make friends by reading books to them after all." he said.

"And why not? Your mother made it very obvious that you have several fans all around the world. I know you have a YouTube channel dedicated to narrating your own material as well as doing cover songs...the comments are all nice and supportive. If those people who you don't even know say those things, then you can definitely make something that will entertain your classmates." she said.

"I seriously doubt that." he said, looking at her with a raised brow. The woman huffed a bit, leaning back in her chair.

"Come on Daisuke, look at Chiaki, she was able to bond with all of you by bringing video games and playing with her friends. If she can use her talent like that, then surely you can do the same." she replied.

"I very well can do the same thing, but you have no idea how hard it is for me to do that. You think being told your talent is shit is bad enough, try having to please everyone around you. Every single thing I have personally written, people have loved, but they always find something to nitpick, oh you should have made Sharron the love interest, she was cuter, you shouldn't talk about sensitive topics like Cancer like that, there are kids here who don't want to hear those things. I really liked this, but it would have been better if you had written it like this instead, it's fucking annoying. No one ever says good job, that story was beautiful, no one ever says anything nice to me after the applause dies down, there is always someone there that will criticize you and frankly, I'm sick of it." he said firmly.

"Sweetheart, criticism is a part of life, especially in a talent such as yours. No one is ever going to be pleased by what you write, but you have to keep in mind that you aren't writing your stories for them. There is a reason why you are doing this right? This is for you, not for them." Chisa replied. He set his pen down, leaning back in his seat.

"Yes, but if I do it just for me then no one is going to like it. Why do you think I haven't narrated any of my stories in the last six months and have put them straight to audio book? I just don't want those people there telling me what I did wrong...it makes me feel the same way my father made me feel when he said my talent was shit." he said.

Chisa sighed, looking at the wall. Daisuke was a stubborn young man, that much was obvious. The sounds coming from the television filled the silence for a few seconds before everyone started cheering, apparently Nagito had just defeated Kazuichi in the game they had been playing. She tapped her chin with her finger, losing herself in thought.

"Hmm, what story are you writing now?" she asked.

"It's a murder mystery story. You wouldn't like it, it's pretty gorey." he said.

"Pfft, you think I wouldn't like it because of a little gore. Hit me with it, I might like it." she said. He rolled his eyes.

"Basically, the whole plot revolved around seventeen students all trapped within their high school. The main character wakes up to find that all of the windows are sealed off and the doors are blocked off and he can't get outside. He meets the rest of his classmates, all of them freshmen like him, and then the mastermind reveals their plan. In order for them to leave, they have to commit murder and get away with it." he said.

"That sounds really interesting. What's it called?" She asked curiously.

"I...haven't decided yet. It's still in it's draft form and I don't know if I'll even finish it yet. I am working on another one as well, but that one I am keeping a secret." he said.

"Why don't you share it with the class when it's done? Maybe all of you could come up with a name for it." she said, a smile on her face.

"Yeah...maybe." he said, looking out the window.

"Miss Yukizome, come play with us." Sonia called out, a smile on her face.

"Be right there! Listen, that idea that you gave us about heading to the beach is definitely a perfect opportunity to share some stories with your friends. I'm sure they'll love each one. Besides, criticism is a good thing, it lets you know where you can improve and what things need more focus. You won't grow as a writer and story teller is people don't tell you what they think is wrong. Think about it alright?" she asked, earning a nod from him. She stood up, merrily walking over to the others, accepting the controller from the Princess.

It was around eleven when the Ultimate Chef decided to head down to the kitchen to make lunch, surprisingly followed by Hiyoko who said she wanted to help. Daisuke looked around the room, his eyes resting on Hiyoko's desk. He noticed she had left behind two packs of gummy bears, both of them had been opened, and the yellow ones had been taken out of the bag. He smirked and stood up, walking over to her desk. He grabbed both packs of candy, emptying one into the other. He grabbed some lemon juice he had grabbed from the kitchen, with the intention of making himself some lemonade later in the day, and poured it into the pack, shaking it a bit.

"What are you doing?" Mahiru asked, making him look up, his eyes looked like saucers.

"Uh...nothing." he said, pulling his hands behind his back.

"Ahuh, and I didn't see you messing with Hiyoko's candy right?"

"Nope, not at all."

"If you get caught, you are going to be pulled into a word that you don't want to be in." she said, warning the spiky haired teen, he brushed her off.

"Nothing's gonna happen. Besides, this is a little revenge for that picture." he said. She shrugged, lifting up her camera to her eye.

"I warned you. Don't come crawling to me when she decides to unleash her wrath on you."

He found that warning to be a little much, especially for the Photographer. What more could the Ultimate Traditional Dancer put him through? She already turned him into her own personal target board with her spitballs, and had ridiculed him with that picture. It was time for him to get some payback. Once he was done soaking the gummies in the lemon juice, he grabbed a spare napkin from his bag and laid them out on it, blotting them dry before placing them back in the dry pack. He set it back down, tossing the one that was filled with juice. He sat back down at his desk, working on his story to pass the time.

"Everyone, I brought lunch!" Teruteru announced, walking into the room with a large steaming pot of strew. Almost immediately everyone had turned to him, Akane already standing at his side.

"It's about time!" she said.

"Hiyoko was nice enough to help me with it. I'm sure you'll all like it." the chef said, a smile on his face.

"When did you make this? It smells wonderful." Chisa said, looking at the pot.

"Well, it was Chiaki's idea actually. She said she didn't want us all to starve, and I didn't mind making this a single bit." he said with a smile.

"I know I tend to skip out on eating when I play games, I just wanted all of us to have fun and not worry about the food." the girl replied, a small smile on her face.

"Wow Chiaki, you are an amazing person." Sonia cried, pulling the girl into a hug. Chisa smiled, taking all of the bowls and plates from Hiyoko's hands.

"So, what style of stew is this?" Daisuke asked, looking at the pot oddly. If Hiyoko had helped then surely there was something wrong with it.

"It's just a simple beef and potato stew. I made it with lots of love, so tell me how it is." Teruteru said. Daisuke nodded, not believing him a single bit. Perhaps he had made it with good intentions, but while his back was turned, Hiyoko could have added something to it. He could tell, just by that little smirk on her face.

"Well then, allow me to serve it out to everyone, before Akane tackles the pot." Chisa said, sparing a glance at the Ultimate Gymnast who was drooling up a river on the other side of the room. Hiyoko walked over to her desk, where her gummies had been sitting, too busy to notice that there was only one bag on her desk. Her attention was on the soup that Chisa was serving out to her students. Daisuke pulled out his phone, flicking it open, he pressed the record button, holding it up just enough for her not to see it. She grabbed three red gummies and tossed them into her mouth, a smile on her face. Her eyes suddenly went wide and she spat the out, coughing loudly.

"Who the fuck touched my gummies?" she shouted, looking at everyone in the room. Daisuke was hiding behind Ryouta, pretending not to know anything. He shoved his phone in his pocket, a smile on his face.

"Whatever do you mean Hiyoko? No one would touch your gummies, none of us are like that." Sonia said.

"Grr, someone messed with them. You all know I hate sour food, and all of these gummies taste sour. When I find out who did it, I am going to tear you a new one." she snapped angrily. The sheer happiness on Daisuke had felt was enough to make him forget his earlier conversation with Chisa. It was definitely a good idea to get out some pent up anger.

"It was him." Mahiru said, pointing at the Story Teller, who was still chuckling. He cleared his throat, straightening up.

"Uh...I have no idea what you are talking about. I was busy writing my story, so I couldn't have done it." he said.

"Don't lie, I took a picture." the redhead replied, holding up her camera. Hiyoko stomped over to where he stood, grabbing his tie, she pulled him down to her level, glaring into his eyes.

"You have just signed your death warrant. I'm not gonna tell you when, I'm not gonna tell you how, but I will get my revenge on you, count on it." she said. She let his tie go, and he took a few steps back, fixing the wrinkled cloth.

"I'll be waiting sweetheart, do your best." he said giving her a wink. She huffed and looked away, a pout on her face. She reached into her sleeve, about to open her last remaining pack when she felt the jar of the soup she had recently used. Smirking, she pulled the jar out seeing that it was still a quarter full. She didn't know what it did, but it was pink and glowing brightly, the effects of it would be taking effect as soon as her classmates at the stew. She glanced at Daisuke's bag, seeing his water bottle sticking out from it. Carefully walking over to it, she pulled the metal bottle out of his bag, and unscrewed the top, pouring the remaining bit of the liquid into the water, giving it a shake. She carefully set it down and walked back to where Mahiru was standing.

After awhile, everyone had been passed some strew and had all sat down in a circle around the darkened room. Chisa looked around, nodding to herself.

"Does everyone have a plate?" she asked, earning a chorus of "Yes" from everyone.

"Alright, hands together. Thanks for the food!"

"Thanks for the food!" everyone mimicked, before digging into their food. Akane literally drank hers, and sped over to Teruteru, handing him her plate.

"Seconds, now!" she cried.

"Alright girl, that was pretty fast." he said, pouring her some more.

"This is amazing. You two really out did yourselves." Ibuki said, a smile on her face.

"It wasn't an issue, I had been wanting to make something simple like this for awhile now." the chef replied.

"Thirds, keep it coming!" Akane said.

"Have you tried chewing your food?" the teen muttered, serving her another plate.

"Daisuke, aren't you going to try it? It's really good." Chisa said, looking at the story teller.

"Um...sure." he said, placing a small chunk of potato in his mouth. He had to admit, this was far better than anything else he had tried in his life. Even his own grandmother's beef stew. He noticed Hiyoko wasn't eating any of it, and was just watching everyone.

"Why aren't you eating Hiyoko? We're all partaking in this delicious meal, served to us by our friend. It would be an insult if you didn't have any." he said.

"I'm not that hungry. I ate a lot of candy in the kitchen." she said firmly.

"That's no excuse. Please, it would make me feel better if you joined us for a meal." he said, insisting that she ate with them. Everyone was looking at her expectantly. She grit her teeth, taking the bowl from Teruteru, offering him a quiet thanks.

"If you did something to this stew, we are all going to suffer for it, even you Hiyoko." he said with a smirk, taking another bite from it, glaring at the dancer. She narrowed her eyes, as she also started eating the stew.

"Daisuke, why don't you tell us all a story? It surely would bring us all together wouldn't it?" Chisa asked.

"Yeah, we have yet to hear a story written by you. Please would you read us one?"

"Sure Lady Sonia. I wouldn't mind at all." he said, reaching for his bag. He pulled out his story book, and started flipping through it, humming to himself. He finally found one, that was an oddity at best.

"Alright, I have one that you might like. It's rather short though." he said.

"Don't worry, just hit us with it." Chisa said. He nodded, looking down at the page.

"The Last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. I sat, bolt upright relived that it was only a dream, but as I saw my alarm clock read 12:06, my closet door creaked open."

The result was the same all around the room. Confusion and fear was written on everyone's faces, most likely after they sat there thinking about it all. Chisa swallowed the food in her mouth.

"That was...interesting."

"What the hell kind of story was that?" Fuyuhiko asked, looking at the story teller with a confused expression.

"Well, that story was part of a genre of stories. Basically, the object of the story is to tell something scary in two lines. I've read thousands of them in the past." he said.

"It's scary, when you think about the context behind it. Do you have anymore?" Sonia asked. He nodded, flipping the page.

"My grandmother told me it was a gift to see the Angel of Death in front of people's houses, it meant that it would be collecting a soul soon. I thought it was a gift too, until I started seeing it in front of every house."

"That one was worse than the last." Peko said firmly.

"Don't you have any happy stories? I don't really feel like pissing myself right now." Kazuichi said.

"Ugh...fine. I do have one." he said, flipping back several pages.

Once he found one that he liked, he cleared his throat, about to start reading it, only he felt something at the pit of his stomach. His brows furrowed a bit, wondering what was. He suddenly felt a little hot, and started sweating a bit. He felt his member start getting hard, and he looked down thankful that his book was resting on his lap. He looked over to Teruteru, panting a bit.

"Teru, what did you put in this stew?" he asked.

"Um...just the basic ingredients, potatoes, beef chunks, and some herbs and spices. Why do you ask?"

"Because." he paused, fanning his face with his hand. His throat was dry, and whenever he tried looking at the window, he only seemed to focus on the girls. He took a deep breath, glaring at the Ultimate Chef.

"My dick is harder than the Washington Monument."

"Now that you mention it, I feel really...hot." Sonia said, her eyes clouding over. She reached for her shirt, and started undoing the top buttons.

"Old man, you shouldn't touch me like that. I might just..." Akane tried her hardest to look away from Nekumaru, but found herself getting closer to the man.

"There are so many things I can do to this joy stick." Chiaki said, holding her controller close to her body.

"I didn't add anything to this stew I swear. I would never do that...wait...I'm missing one of my soups." he said, looking in his metal case. Daisuke hadn't even noticed him bring it into the room.

"Oh yeah, about that. I found that pink soup and ended up pouring the whole thing into your stupid stew. Luckily I still had the jar, I never really ate any of it." Hiyoko exclaimed, holding the jaw filled with beef stew out to the chef.

"What...what have you done? That wasn't a regular soup, that was an aphrodisiac, created by the Ultimate Pharmacist. Anyone who consumes it will be unable to hold back their urges!" he exclaimed.

"Whoops, I didn't know it did that." Hiyoko said, not feeling a single ounce of guilt.

"It...isn't funny young lady." Chisa said.

"Not here...I must hold back." Tanaka muttered, holding his glowing right arm. Daisuke really didn't want to know what happened when he was alone. He grabbed his water bottle, about to take a drink from it, perhaps water would dilute the potion and make it less effective. As he was about to uncap it, he saw a hand slap it away. He looked up, seeing the panting platinum princess standing in front of him.

"Daisuke...I need your help." she said, sitting down on his lap. His eyes widened as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"No! Lady Sonia, get away from me right now." he shouted.

"Ngh...I can't...this is all I can think about." she said, grinding her hips into his lap. He grit his teeth, panting a bit harder than before. It was becoming harder to resist the urge to just take her right there, but he knew Kazuichi would never forgive him if he did something like that. Instead he reached behind the girl's ear, taking a firm hold of her earlobe. Giving it a light squeeze, she groaned in pleasure before passing out. Thankfully he, was able to catch her before her head hit the floor. He set her down gently, backing away from her.

"You guys are so funny, it's a good thing I didn't eat any of that nasty soup." Hiyoko said, clapping her hands, sheer joy clear on her face. She stiffened a bit when she felt someone wrap their arms around her waist.

"You know, taking advantage of your friends like this isn't nice of you Hiyoko~."

"D-D-Daisuke? W-what are you doing?" she squeaked.

"You woke up the dragon, a fierce beast that heeds no warning. His thirst needs to be quenched, and I think you'll do me just fine~"

"How about I let you lick my shins for about a minute and we call it even?" she asked, forcing herself out of his grasp. She ended up tripping and falling back. She crawled back, hitting the back wall.

"After all the hell that you've been putting me through, I think I'll lick a little more than that." he said, a smirk on his face. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around, only to see the pissed off face of Kazuichi. That was the last thing he saw.

Xxx

"Everyone, we have a new student. Do your best to welcome her into the class." a teacher said, looking at his new student.

This new student was a beautiful young woman, with long blonde hair reaching just past her shoulders. She had creamy white skin, dotted with a few freckles, and light blue eyes. She was wearing a black blazer, over a long sleeved white shirt, around her neck was a bright red ribbon, tied in a bow. She wore a matching black skirt, along with short white socks and shoes. She had a smirk on her face.

"My name is Natsumi Kuzuryu, don't bother talking to me, because all of you are worthless trash!" she said firmly. All of the students grumbled, muttering things under their breath. Even if they wanted to do something about it, the fact that she was the daughter of a gang leader meant that they had to take whatever abuse she put them through.

"Please, take your seat Miss Kuzuryu, and try not to cause a disruption." the teacher said, ushering her to her seat. The young woman made her way to the back of the room, taking the seat in the very back row, next to a young man who was currently staring at the main building.

He had short brown hair, which was spiked up with gel. He was pretty tall for his age, being around five foot eleven in height. He was wearing a black suit, with a white shirt underneath and a matching red tie. He wore a pair of black slacks and leather shoes, polished to a shine. His notebook sat in front of him, blank. His head was in his hand, and he kept staring at the main building, imagining what it would be like to walk down those halls.

"Hey, what's got you looking at the main course building like that? Do you have any loser friends over there?" Natsumi asked, making the young man look at her, his light green eyes looking at her smaller form.

"I don't have friends over there...well..I do have one friend, though I don't think she considers me a friend." he said.

"Pfft, who would want to be friends with you? Look at you, brooding in the back of the room. No matter what you do you will never be a part of the main course. I however will be, I deserve to be in that course." she boasted.

"Do you now?" the young man asked, curious at the blonde's attitude.

"Yeah, I do. I have my own talent, but it isn't recognized by the academy, I'll show them. I have a way of getting in there, if one of the Main course students were to drop out, that would leave an open space, a space for me to take with my talent." she explained.
"That's a little shady don't you think?" he asked.
"No one asked for your input you know."

With that, she looked away, glaring at the wall. He found it a little odd, that a girl like that had outright said that stuff to him about never joining the main course. Truthfully, she was right. He wasn't talented, not like his friend Chiaki was, and not like the other students of Hope's Peak Academy. He was just normal, and being normal was something Hajime Hinata didn't like being. Without a second thought, he started glancing back at the Main Course building, pondering the answer to the request the Steering Committee had been expecting from him.

xxx

Daisuke groaned, his eyes slowly opening. He didn't know why but his head hurt. His stomach felt like a hurricane had gone through it, and for some reason he felt as if someone had done something in his pants. His vision cleared and he looked around, seeing the worried looks of his friends. He looked at Sonia, confusion on his face.
"What...happened?" he asked.

"Hiyoko spiked the stew with a weird love potion. I...ended up doing something that I normally wouldn't, and that angered Kazuichi, enough for him to hit you in the face." she said.

"Yeah, sorry man. It wasn't my intention, that potion made me think and do things I normally wouldn't. Sorry." the pink haired mechanic said, from the bed beside his. Daisuke shook his head.

"Don't even worry about it man. It was all Hiyoko who did this, not you." he said. He reached for his face, feeling around it until he found the bruised area, right around his eye.

"Mikan said that bruise should clear up in a few days. If it starts to hurt, you'll need to put some ice on it." Sonia said.

"Don't worry, it isn't the first time I've gotten a black eye, certainly won't be the last either." he said, sitting up.

"Would you...mind explaining what happened?" she asked curiously.

"Back in middle school, I got into a fight with this one kid hitting on the girl I liked. We ended up fighting each other, only to see her with another guy. By this time though he had already hit me in this face, so we just decided to go home and cool off." he said with a shrug. Mikan walked toward his bed, a clipboard in her hands.

"Hi, it's good to see you are awake. Do you feel anything? Pain of any sort, nausea?" she asked.

"I got a slight headache, but that's about it. I feel fine, and at least the dragon went to sleep." he said in a joking manner, making Sonia and Mikan blush.

"Um...I'll just get you some pain pills." she said, hastily leaving the area. Sonia rolled her eyes.

"I'm gonna go check on Chiaki, she ended up passing out right after you did." she said, giving them a wave. It was a bit quiet for awhile, until Kazuichi cleared his throat.

"Hey, has Miss Sonia said anything to you about me? You guys share a dorm so she must have right?" he asked.

"No...she doesn't talk about guys often. I can't really tell who she might like, at least not right now." Daisuke replied.

"Oh...do you think she'll go out with me if I ask her on a date?"

"That's up to her. If you want my advice, all I can say is this...give it time. Get to know her a bit better and when when you two form a strong bond, then ask her out. If not then she won't connect with you and the relationship wont work." he said.

"Hmm...I'll right. I'll give it time and get to know her better...so what's up with you and Hiyoko? I saw how you grabbed her earlier." he said, wiggling his brows.

"Bro, that was all because of that sick potion. You wouldn't catch me within a hundred feet of her if I could help it. She's such a little imp, how can she get enjoyment from doing this to us?" he snapped angrily. His head throbbed. Thankfully, someone had left a bottle of water for him at his beside table, so he grabbed it and took a drink from it.

"Riiight, you two have been at each others throats since you met. Are you sure there isn't anything else in there? Something subtle?" Kazuichi asked.

"I'll admit, she's a little cute, just a tad. But her attitude is horrible, if she wants to ever find herself someone that will love her, she needs to fix her attitude." he said simply, setting his water aside. He sighed, looking up at the ceiling.

"Well, we can certainly say our beach trip will be delayed, seeing as we're all hurt from that damn potion. And was looking forward to it so much." he said.

"Chin up, it's still summer time. Maybe we can convince Miss Yukizome to let us go on a week day? Maybe stay at a cabin or something."

"Hmm, speaking of which...I think my Abuela has a summer home there. We can totally use it if we go." he said, reaching into his pocket for his phone.

"Who?"

"My grandmother...she did own a beautiful place by the beach, but she left for Spain when my grandfather passed away. She never sold it so we can definitely use it. Besides I'm sure we all need a bit of time away from the school." he said, dialing the woman's number. He placed the phone to his ear, waiting for it to ring. He only hoped she was awake, as the time in Spain was different than in Japan. Sadly, she didn't reply, making him frown.

"I'll ask my mom about it. I'm sure she has a spare key or something." he said, closing his phone.

"I'm gonna go take a leak, I'll be right back." Kazuichi said, getting out of his bed. He walked toward the nearby bathroom, disappearing past the door. Daisuke looked around, seeing his bag on the floor beside him. He grabbed it and pulled it onto his lap. He noticed his water bottle was missing, but he had spares so it didn't really matter if he lost it. All of his things were in there, and his fear that he lost his manuscript disappeared.

"Hey, dork!"

Daisuke huffed and looked up from his bag, glaring at the small blonde dancer, the one responsible for putting him in this bed. She almost burst into laughter, but covered her mouth with her sleeve.

"Is there something you want? Or are you here to watch me suffer some more?" he asked firmly.

"I came to apologize. I wasn't expecting Kazuichi to outright punch you in the face. It was a joke that got out of hand, and for that I am sorry." she said. He couldn't believe it. He honestly couldn't.

"Is there a trick to this? Are you trying to piss me off?" he asked.

"Yeah, hard to believe I know. But I am being honest, take it or leave it." she said with a shrug before leaving. Kazuichi returned, taking a seat the edge of his bed, looking at the Story teller.

"Did something happen?" he asked.

"She apologized to me." he said simply.

"Who?"

"Never mind." he said looking away from the mechanic. He looked at the opposite wall, eyes narrowed in thought.

"The more I get to know that girl, the more she ends up confusing me."

"You did the right thing you know."

Hiyoko huffed, looking at Mahiru. The girl had been busy deleting all of the sexy selfies she had taken with her camera while under the effects of the potion. She grabbed a couple of gummies from the pack in her hands, tossing them into her mouth.

"The only reason I did that was because he got hit in the face. Any other time and I wouldn't have done shit." she said.

"Still, it was sweet of you to do that. But we honestly need to talk about your attitude and your pranks. That last one wasn't in good taste." she replied. Hiyoko sighed, looking away from her, her cheeks puffed out.

"Fine, I won't do pranks of that level again. Honestly, I didn't know what the soup did, so it wasn't my fault it turned out like that. Blame Teruteru, he's the one that made it." she said.

"Oh trust me, when I'm through with him he will never make another soup like that again. Just watch what you do next time around alright?" Mahiru asked, finally deleting the last picture.

"Only for you big sis." the blonde said, taking a long drink from her metal bottle. Mahiru smirked inwardly, her friend wasn't even aware of what she had just drank. Maybe that would teach her a lesson she wouldn't soon forget.