"Good morning guys!"

The other members of the Defense Club looked to the door.

"Hey, Yumo-" Everyone halted.

"Kinshiro!?"

Kinshiro, who now stood before them wearing a first year's uniform, cocked his head to the side. "Eh? What do you mean?"

"Kinchan, why are you dressed like that?" Atsushi was the first to recover.

"Why are you calling me Kinshiro? It's me-Yumoto!" Kinshiro smiled brightly, holding up a peace sign.

"Wom-san!" Kinshiro tackled the alien and cuddled it with Yumoto's average ferocity.

The rest of the group looked at the scene in horror.

"What's going on?" En whispered.

"I don't know; do you think a monster had something to do with it?" Atsushi glanced back. Kinshiro was giggling madly.

"No, Wombat assured us the show was cancelled." Io muttered, biting his thumbnail.

"It's like the time Yumoto caught a cold." Ryuu said.

"We don't even know what caused that then!" Atsushi racked his brain for ways to turn his friend back to normal.

"Wait." Everyone stopped to look at En.

"If Kinshiro is here….where's Yumoto?"

Everyone reeled back in shock.

"We have to go find him!" Ryuu said, "But where would he be?"

"Since we have Kinshiro, it would probably be wise to check with the Student Council." Io uncrossed his legs, setting his laptop aside.

"But we can't just leave him here!" Atsushi stood and walked over to Kinshiro.

The President looked up from his cuddle attack, smiling at Atsushi.

"Hey...um, Yumoto."

"What is is, Kinugawa-senpai?" Kinshiro let got of Wombat for a second. (The poor creature was able to get away, thankfully.)

"We have to go see the Student Council for, um, club business. Are you coming?"

Kinshiro stood up, eyes glittering. "Of course! Arima-senpai serves the best snacks!"

Kinshiro skipped out into the hall. Atsushi looked back at the rest of the Defense Club with worry.

The walk down to the Student Council room was...awkward to say the least. Kinshiro hummed and smiled the whole time, joyfully greeting everyone that passed, getting distracted by the sight of food. For Yumoto, all of this would be normal, but for stoic, serious, no-nonsense Kinshiro? It was a little more than off-putting.

Everyone sighed in relief when they arrived at the Student Council room. "Alright...Yumoto, now we-" Atsushi halted when he noticed Kinshiro was missing.

"Where did he go!?" They all exclaimed at once.

"When did he-"

The door to the Student Council room opened suddenly. Akoya looked both relieved and annoyed.

"What have you done?" He whispered harshly.

"What are you talking about?" Ryuu asked defensively.

"This!" Akoya pointed into the Council room.

"Yu-Yu-Yumoto?!"

"Akoya, does the Defense Club have any business with us?" Yumoto was dressed in the crisp white Student Council uniform, a blank look on his face.

"Yes, President, they're um...here to discuss a budget. They want to remodel."

"Make it quick. Keep quiet. There's much work to be done." Yumoto's voice was sharp and serious.

"He just waltzed in here and took President's place. He insists he's Kinshiro. What is going on?" Akoya demanded.

"So it's happening to Yumoto too…" Io mumbled.

"Too? What are you talking about?" Akoya looked at Io.

"This morning Kusatsu walked in acting as if he were Yumoto." Io replied.

"President? What? Well then, where is he?" Akoya crossed his arms.

"We, um, we kind of lost him." Atsushi said sheepishly.

"YOU WHAT?" Akoya was fuming.

"Gero." Yumoto didn't look up.

Akoya twitched. He sighed and, with a tight smile muttered, "Where could he have gone?"

"That's the problem. We-" Atsushi was interrupted by a knocking.

Everyone looked to the window. Kinshiro was smushing his face into the glass, smiling like an idiot.

"WHAT?" Akoya stumbled backwards.

Yumoto rose from his desk calmly. He swiftly opened the window and Kinshiro clambered in, falling into Yumoto's arms.

The two stood up. Kinshiro buried his face in Yumoto's hair and held him from behind. Yumoto held one of the hands Kinshiro put around his waist. The two wore sly grins.

"April Fools." They both said simultaneously.

"What did I miss?" Arima walked in, holding a bag of snacks.