5 people in the art room look down to the exercise yard below. Today was no normal day, for today was when all of the second years would run a marathon in the yard. Yoshi, Sakura, and Gamo all looked amused in stark contrast to the burning hatred bubbling up in Yuka and Nagatoro. 

But why were they so angry you may ask? Well besides the two having a little cat and dog feud as always the sight on the exercise yard was so unequivocally offensive to both of them that there was no way even the buddha himself would be able to contain his rage. Down on the yard below every bodies favorite little bean sprout was attempting to run a marathon with the others. The poor shape he was in couldn't be more apparent as he flailed and desperately pushed his frail body to move.

---

Senpai was peacefully walking down a hallway after his abysmal performance the coach, fearing for his safety, let him leave early. Back in uniform he was on his way out of the school, he turned a corner and sitting there standing in the hallway was one person he did not want to run into.

Not a man, woman, or child was spared from this moment, this moment would go down in history as when Yuka went on the most ear blistering rant known to man. His speech skill was replaced with screaming skill, and his screaming skill was a 289 points and rising. 

"Okay okay, just leave me alone." Maggot Senpai said cowering over in a corner.

"Excellent." Yuka said before leaving to the gym.

*Timeskip a couple days*

Once again, Yuka was wandering the halls. He had a break day today, and he didn't have any particular reason to be on a rush home. Instead he opted to enjoy the air conditioning the building for a little longer before heading home.

Wandering aimlessly with no real goal in mind he fiddled with the boxing tape on his fingers. 

Our poor lad was hungry, but not for food, for in his 15 years of life he had cultured not just a affinity for all things violent, but a fierce hatred of boredom. He walked around the halls until he saw Nagatoro enter the art room.

'Hmm, let's check it out, never a dull moment with those two' He thinks to himself before peering through the door.

"What was that about a model?" Nagatoro asked while hopping over to senpai.

"Yeah, a model?" Yuka asks.

The strangely high pitched voice hit both of their ears and the two immediately shifted their gazes away from each other to the owner in the doorway.

---

The two were sat down on a couch as Senpai explained the issue to them. 

"I see." The two say in unison nodding. 

"You haven't been able to find a model for your piece in the festival." Nagatoro states. "Poor you Senpai, you don't have any friends do you?" She asks mockingly.

Senpai fliches at this comment, but quickly shoots back.

"Shut up." He says back blusing.

"I mean, if you're really desperate, I'll do it for you..." Nagatoro starts.

"No, thanks." He replies steadfast.

Nagatoro was quite offended by this statement, so offended that her drawing went low poly mode. Quickly she jumped up from the couch and started violently groping Senpai's head.

"But I'm offering! A cute younger girl!" She shouts.

"I've decided I'm going to draw a guy this time!" He croaks out through the pain.

Upon hearing this she stopped groping his head and took a pace back. She had that same cold dead expression she had when angry, but she seemed more shocked than anything else.

"Why?" She asks emotionless.

" 'Why?' Because it's hard to draw the person face to face otherwise." He replies looking away.

"You wanna draw a guy, draw me, I've got the body of a god!" Yuka says before taking up a double front bicep pose.

The two looked at him, as he flexed his muscles were bulging from under the thin white shirt he was wearing. 

"Not enough for you?" Yuka asked.

Neither of them responded, however Yuka did whatever Yuka wanted to do. unbuttoning his shirt he threw it to the wayside now showing off his 6 back and bolstering pecs. Already shocked the two just stared on, he wasn't lying, he really did have a build worth of a god.

"Just tell me what you want me to do boss." He said taking up a side chest pose.

Senpai was slightly flustered, but he readjusted his glasses and looked to him.

"I'm not drawing that either." He says.

Yuka was bummed out and walked over to get put his shirt back on. Meanwhile Nagatoro walked over to her backpack to pull something out of it, after retrieving the item she goes about using her 2 appendages known as legs for locomotion to the target known as 'Senpai'.

"You say you can't draw girls." She starts, "But you draw stuff like this all time time!" She says flashing out a picture of Nekotoro and Inuyuka.

"This is what you really want to draw, isn't it you closet perv?" She asks seemingly ignoring Inuyuka in the picture.

"N-no! Th-that's just a d-d-doodle I made because I was bored." He replies losing composure.

"Liar liar! You drew such a detailed character!" Nagatoro helpfully points out.

"Fine, I'll draw you." He says finally giving in.

Yuka hears this and dashes from his corner of the room to Senpai his shirt still slightly untucked.

"Hey, wait up, don't be so rash, I mean, look at me." He says gesturing to his body, "I am the best bet you got! I'm pretty-" He started up before being interrupted.

"Hold it, hold it, you're not that pretty." Nagatoro says making an x with her arms.

"I'm a bad man!" He says not deterred by Nagatoro.

"And a bad choice!" She adds.

"What was that?" He asks looking to her.

"I said, that you're a bad choice, who wants a painting of an ugly muttface?" She asks.

"Who wants a painting of a flat board with some bad sunburn?" He asks doubling the fire.

The two locked in a stare growling at each other. Looking at the situation, he knew that a bareknuckle altercation was about to unfold between the two. Senpai looked down the drawing and realized that it was one with Inuyuka and Nekotoro, and this gave him an idea.

Truth be told, he didn't want to draw either of them, but neither were taking no for an answer. Thankfully the drawing on the paper gave him seemingly the perfect monkey wrench.

"I'll draw both of you." He says getting their attention.

"You will?" The two say in unison.

"I will, but you have to prepare your own outfit." He adds. "I don't have any clothing for you two, but that's the condition."

"Sure thing, what kind of clothes would you like, A swimsuit right?" Nagatoro asks leaning in.

"I presume you want me in my boxing trunks?" Yuka asks also leaning in.

"No, I want to draw these." Senpai says pointing to the two characters on his paper.

He handed the paper to Nagatoro, and both her and Yuka were surprised by this. The two looked at the paper head joggling on how they could possibly even attempt this.

'You aren't going to find an outfit that came from that drawing, It's the folding screen tiger stradegy!' Senpai thinks to himself, rather proud about it.

*Timeskip a couple days*

"Just, please, while the spell is off, no fighting, you could kill somebody." Yuka's mother warns as he heads back to the school.

"I won't, real simple, just let him draw a pretty picture and the spell's back on." Yuka replies putting the crumbled ofuda in his pocket.

Dawning his pretty red robes he starts on the run to the school, in addition to his silvery hair he had a pair of cute , up in the art room he knew that a poor old artist needing a model was waiting for one, and he fit the bill perfectly.

---

Senpai's looking out the art room window out at the landscape. a small mountain range covered up by foliage, a quite nice and idyllic view, he wasn't necessarily good at landscapes but he was starting to think that would be his best shot.

"I kind of feel bad for what I did the other day." Senpai mutters to himself, "They both offered to model for me." 

Just as he said that, as on que, Nagatoro opens the door. Senpai looks back to see that she had the exact same outfit as in the drawing. She was wide eyed in embarrassment, and Senpai was wide eyed in bewilderment.

'She actually found the outfit!' Senpai thought to himself

An image in his mind of the folding tiger screen backfiring on him as tiger-yoshi comes to maul our lovable little bean sprout.

"I had the needle craft club put it together for me." Nagatoro says joyfully "What do you think?"

'Okay, it's okay, I can deal with one, Psycho chan certainly won't' He started thinking until his train of though was interrupted.

As he was thinking Yuka walked inside of the room. Red robes, shiny white hair, and 2 little dog ears on his head. Unlike Nagatoro he wasn't a lick embarrassed, in fact he looked a lot more relaxed than usual.

"You too?" Senpai asked further bewildered.

"Yeah, are we doing this or not?" He asked.

Senpai was silent, and simply looked him up and down still bewildered that he was doing this at all.

"Answer the question." Yuka said irritated.

"Yes, we are," He replies in the weakest voice imaginable. "Nagatoro, you're up."

"Of course you choose the cute underclassman you creep." Senpai says running over to him and hitting him repeatedly.

Yuka looks on unamused while Sakura, Gamo, and Yoshi who were in the hallway looked on with shocked stares.

---

Gamo's clique had forcefully occupied the artroom and had already set up a presence, the table was adorned with loli pops, potato crisps, and snacks all over. Senpai was sat down in-front of his canvas in a stool looking at Nagatoro, and Yuka was patiently waiting his turn to be immortalized while sitting at the table with the others.

"Make me sexy senpai." Nagatoro ordered while striking a pose in her costume.

"Sexy? I-I think I'll just draw you normally." He replies red as a tomato

"Paisen's beet red!" Gamo comments noticing his face.

"Beet red!" Yoshi parroted.

"That's so hilarious." Sakura states.

"This is going to take a while isn't it." Inuyuka muttered.

Senpai goes back to his canvas and adds more details onto Nekotoro.

"Oh, yeah, the cultural festival starts next week." Nagatoro says still in her pose.

"Yeah, it does." Senpai states looking up from the canvas.

"My club's running a Yakisoba stand. A specialty dish served by the kazehaya high school swimming club, with a twenty year history." Nagatoro says as she imagines herself at the stand in a do rag serving Yakisoba.

"You aren't even a club member." Gamo points out.

"Shush you, helpers are member too." Nagatoro retorts.

"My class is doing a haunted house, It's scary as hell." Gamo says imaging herself dressed as a yurei and Yoshi as a mummy.

"Too scary even for Junji." Yoshi adds.

"I think I'm going to be helping the gaming club." Sakura says standing up.

"You mean the one from the dining hall? You're still with that club Sakura?" Nagatoro asks.

"We all made up and decided to have fun together." Sakura replies.

"I-I see." Nagatoro says. "What are you doing?" Nagatoro asked looking at Yuka.

"Oh-well, me and Gamo were planning on fighting." He said scratching the back of his neck.

He was planning on it, and he sent out a request to the council but he seriously doubted that they would actually approve of it.

"Really?" Nagatoro asked.

"Yeah, that's the plan anyway." He said.

Unbeknownst to him, a certain Gyaru was sneaking up on him. Stretching out her hands she goes and rubs his dog ears. This catches him off guard and he yelps, jumps up, and takes a fighting stance.

"Don't sneak up on me like that." He shouts.

"I'm sorry, it's, irresistible." She says cowering.

He growls at her, but before long a new person gripped his ears, this time it was not a Gyaru, but instead parrot with a convincing human disguise, Yoshi. 

"Hey cut that out!" He growls trying to swat away her hands.

"Listen to him." Gamo says looking to them with that dead expression on her face.

Yoshi obeyed and let go of his ears with a flick of sweat coming on her face. Gamo then proceeds to walk over and rub his ears like all the rest of them.

"Stop that." He shouts.

"No," She replies.

He throws her off of him with impressive force, but she stops herself just before she hits the busts in the back of the room. Yuka takes a seat at one of the free chairs and put his knuckle on his cheek.

"So, what are you doing?" Yuka asked Senpai.

He pauses and thinks back to what he did last year.

*Flashback, 1 year ago*

"The color is getting muddy over there." A woman says.

Senpai and a few other members were all working on a mural, and one woman was there ordering them around.

"Right." He responded.

"Let it dry out and work on something else in the mean time." The woman orders.

"Okay." He said.

"Don't get lazy." She orders.

"Yes." He replies.

---

The two were in the art room setting up the exhibit when the woman noticed one of the frames was slightly tilted.

"That frame is tilted to the right, Fix it for me." She orders.

"Yes." He replies fixing the frame.

---

Senpai was sat down in a stool thinking of all the visitors that their exhibit had dragged in. Beside him was the woman that had been ordering him around all day.

'She's pretty amazing' He thought to himself.

"Well done." She says to him, "We put together a good memory."

Senpai looks up at her slightly confused by her wording.

"We second years are going to be studying for art school, we won't be showing up at the club for awhile, I'm counting on you to take care of the art club." She says to him.

*Flashback end*

While he was reminiscing about setting up the exhibition his face on the outside he looked to be in a comatose state. He looked deep in thought, but his tired eyes made it look more like he was stoned than anything else.

"Senpai looks pensive, Gross." Nagatoro says leaning in close to his face.

This grabs his attention, and he jumps up as he snaps out of his self induced trance.

"Right, the art festival, I guess we'll do an art exhibit like we did last year." Senpai states.

"So lame." Nagatoro states leaning in right next to his face.

"I bet no one is going to come." Sakura states walking over.

"That sounds boring." Gamo says following the Gyaru's example.

"Gloomy!" Yoshi adds on.

"Suits you though." Yuka added from a cross the room.

Senpai hears this and glares at him grumbling.

"We'll help you out, make it more hype!" Nagatoro says with a catlike smile.

"What do you mean by 'more hype'?" Senpai asks dreading the answer.

"Like... Whack a Senpai!" Nagatoro proclaims getting all the other girls to cackle like hyenas. "Or, Pop up Senpai!" She adds causing them to double their laughter.

"You're about the only ones who'd enjoy that." Senpai says.

"Something a bit easier to understand then, A cat cafe." She says while holding a paper cup with a big bottle of tea.

"Here you go, meow!" Nagatoro says while pouring him a cup of tea.

Senpai puts his hands up in defense and opposition to the idea.

"H-hey, you're so close!" Senpai says paniced.

"You're so red!" Sakura comments.

"Paisen's really enjoying it!" Gamo states.

"Totally enjoying it!" Yoshi adds.

Yuka didn't comment, he just looked with a sympathetic face. 

"I'm not!" Senpai retorts.

"Maybe the reverse works too." Sakura proposes.

"Reverse?" Nagatoro asks her cat ears twitching.

"Like a drag cafe!" She states.

Immediately all of them imagined Senpai with long hair and a maid outfit, but Nagatoro, Gamo, and Yoshi also thought of Geisha Inuyuka smiling while holding a fan in front of their face.

Nagatoro gasps in shock, Senpai virulently denies it, but Gamo thinks that it may actually work and Yoshi agrees as well. 

"I think it would be popular, you might end up really popular Senpai." Sakura says. "Maybe you could cosplay too." She adds looking to Yuka.

He looked away and blushed slightly, but with this altercation Gamo did a 180 on her previous position.

"No, that's a little much." She says.

"Yeah, that's too creepy." Nagatoro says making an X with her arms.

The 4 girls continue to bicker over the idea at the table, and Yuka stands up and walks over to Senpai. Just as he got in close proximity of our little beans sprout the color drained from his face and he broke into a cold sweat.

'Those footsteps' Senpai thought while hearing them coming up the stairs.

"You good man?" Yuka asks concerned.

Jumping up from his seat he ran over to the door to the supply closet.

"Stay in the next room for a while, hurry!" He shouted as he opened the closet door.

"You know what, I'm gonna go home." Yuka says before walking out the door.

"W-wait!" Senpai shouts, but it was too late as Yuka was already out the door.

Out the door he sees a tall woman with red eyes coming up the stairs. He ignores her, and continues on his way home but not before noticing she went into the art room. He didn't think anything of it, it didn't matter to him, what mattered was that it was quite a waste of time. 

'I can't believe that I took off a repression spell for nothing!' He thinks to himself.

He scurried his way back home scowling all the way. He didn't have time for this, he had a fight to train for.

B O N U S  S C E N E

"Points of improvement for today! You look iffy in a maid outfit Senpai!" Nagatoro says

"That's your compliment?" He asks somewhat shocked.

"Welcome home, Master." Nagatoro says, "Say it!" She orders.

"Th-that's a lot of talking," He replies, "Welcome home, Master." He says in a surprisingly convincing female voice.

"H-he did it!" Nagatoro replies bewildered.

"Oh you think that's good," Yuka butted in. "Welcome back my lord, anything I can do for you?" He adds in a perfect female voice.

---

In Alaska, even though it is legal to hunt bears, it is illegal to wake them for photo ops. It's also illegal to whisper in someone's ear while they're moose hunting, and it is also illegal under any circumstances for a kangaroo to be in a barber shop. Comeback next time for more random facts, or else.