This is the rewritten version of Battle of the Tensais!
Disclaimer
Prince of Tennis and all it's original characters are by Takeshi Konomi. However, the plot of "Battle of the Tensais" is mine.
To avoid future disputes, I already disown whatever unoriginal material is in the story. Don't sue me 'coz you won't get a dime. Although, I will sue you if I find my work being plagiarised. (Kidding, but asking is highly appreciated!)
This disclaimer applies to all chapters to save me from 'copy' and 'pasting' it at every time.
Author's Notes
I write for the sake of relieving stress from authors who take ages to update and also to prevent myself from boredom. Don't be surprised at how quickly my character's personality 'evolves' after the first chapter, it's all part of the story.
No, MY OC will not be a sue, I just made her look nice in the first chapter to get her "properly acquainted"-- like it says down the summary. Same goes with my other OC's. Everyone's character "evolves" in the story.
Summary
What do you get when you chuck Seigaku's resident, sadistic tensai and a 'pranktastic', short-tempered new transfer student together? Complete mayhem and utter chaos! Pranks get better in later chapters, let's take it easy on the first one to get everyone "properly acquainted".
Regular Text-- Includes spoken lines and narration.
// Character Thoughts //
Bold Text-- Setting
Indented text-- Flashbacks
Happy Reading!
Chapter 1
Seigaku is anything BUT ordinary
--Seishun Gakuen Middle School (a.k.a. Seigaku)--
It was a bright Monday morning and the first day back from summer vacation at Seishun Gakuen Middle School. The large school grounds were bustling with students, some busy catching up with one another, others gossiping, teachers already looking for fresh blood—looking out for students who violated school policy. With the busy atmosphere, no one had noticed a raven-haired girl wander around the vast school grounds, a confused look etched on her face.
// Administration... Administration... Administration... Argh! Did this school have to be so damn huge? // The pallid raven-haired girl inwardly cursed, looking at all four directions for the Administrator's Office. Her lips then hatched a smile after finally spotting what she searched for.
"There it is!" The girl exclaimed excitedly after she spotted the sign that read 'Administration', on top of a brown, oak door, she assumed, led to the place she'd been roving for. She kept her gaze stuck to the sign, as if it was a sacred symbol sent by God himself, like a mirage she was afraid she'll lose in a blink of a second. She was so occupied in trying to keep her eyes glued to the sign that she failed to take heed of where she was going.
BANG!
The girl found herself crashing on the ground, instantly realizing she had collided with an innocent bystander.
"Are you alright?" She heard a deep, feminine, voice ask while a fair-skinned hand came into view. She firmly gripped the outstretched hand and left the stranger to sustain her weight as she propped herself up.
"Itai..." The raven-haired girl muttered in pain without looking up. Rubbing the back of her head, she apologised. "Gomen ne. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going" The girl bowed apologetically.
"There's no need for an apology, I didn't think you were paying attention when I saw you closing in like that. I didn't really attempt to move so it's not entirely your fault." The velvet voice sounded relieved upon learning that the girl was not badly injured from her fall.
For the first time throughout the entire conversation, the pale girl finally looked up. She saw a person, not quite sure if boy or girl, with honey-brown hair, and a fairly average height eyeing her with a smile. She noticed the slit for eyes she presumed was caused by smiling and was immediately curious.
"You saw me?" She questioned, still skeptical of how the boy/girl managed to see her with closed eyes.
"Pardon?" The person asked, not quite sure he/she heard her right. The girl blushed as she realized that she had asked the question out loud.
"Are you, by any chance, a new student? I don't think I've seen you around here before." The stranger asked, inspecting the new face before him. Despite the question, there was a slight inclination that he/she had come across the face before. When the person realized he/she couldn't point a finger at who, he/she decided to shrug the feeling off.
"Hai. I'm Hasegawa Reiko. I'm a new transfer student. Hajimemashite." The girl curtly, yet politely, introduced herself.
// Have I seen this person before? // She contemplated while fully scrutinizing the stranger.
// Naaah. A lot of people have brown hair. // She told herself.
// Is he even a boy? He's wearing the boys' uniform… //She asked herself, perplexed by the stranger's actual gender.
"Souka. Then I'm F—" The smiling boy—she assumed—was interrupted by a deafening ringing bell. "Yoroshiku Hasegawa-san. That was the first bell. If you don't mind, I'll go ahead. I still have a meeting to attend to. And the consequences of being late are rather..." He paused to think the right word.
"Dreadful." That said, the boy abruptly bid the raven-haired girl goodbye, leaving her to wonder if he really was a boy.
// Must be. No curves. // The girl mentally laughed at how she was actually confused by the sexual category the stranger belonged to. // His physique was too straight, front view, side view, or rear view; he was too FLAT. //
"Ah! I'm gonna be late as well if I don't get to administration soon!"
She hurriedly walked to the administrator's office, finally remembering what she initially meant to do. As she stepped inside the room, she was greeted by a warm 'hello' from a plump, middle-aged woman wearing a white blouse and long pink skirt. She assumed she was in her mid 30's by the amount of creases on her forehead.
"Ah... You must be Hasegawa Reiko, the new transferee. I'm Ishida Miyako, the school administrator. You can call me Miyako-sensei." The woman introduced, her warm smile never once faltered.
// This school is so... freakily welcoming... // She thought, forcing a polite smile to respond to the administrator's. She patiently watched as the older woman took an A4-sized brown envelope from her desk.
"Then Hasegawa-san, this contains everything you need to get settled in. You will find your school I.D., timetable and planner inside. You'll be in class 3-6 which is in the left wing of this building, fourth floor. You best hurry or you'll be late for class." Miyako-sensei rapidly instructed, yet she still had that friendly tone in her voice.
"I think I just heard the second bell ring." The elder woman reminded, hinting the raven-haired girl to hurry.
"Arigato Miyako-sensei. I better get going then!" The new girl thanked the administrator a final time, bade her goodbye, before heading out door.
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She found it easy to get to her assigned classroom with the directions Miyako-sensei gave her. Now, Hasegawa Reiko was standing just outside class 3-6, nerves making her hands shake as she heard a masculine voice, she assumed to be the homeroom teacher, speaking from the inside.
"Class, I welcome you back to the new term. I hope you all enjoyed the summer break. Do remember that we are back to school, slacking off will not be taken lightly." Seeing a shadow behind the door, the teacher ended his reminders and headed for it.
"Before I forget, we have a new student who will be joining us." He slid the door open and motioned a pale girl to come in.
Everyone looked on with curiosity as a person emerged from behind the doorway. The class saw a girl with glossy black shoulder length hair, a fringe dangling just below her eyes. Her height was slightly above the average for girls their age, about 160 cm. Although her skin was of pasty white, it was without blemish. She had a slight tinge of pink on her cheeks, possibly from feeling embarrassed by standing in front of a room of inquisitive teenagers. Her eyes were concealed by the perpetually shimmering black spectacles that sat comfortably on the bridge of her nose, and she was biting the corner of her bottom lip.
"Everyone this is Hasegawa Reiko, she's a transfer student from Osaka. I hope you'll all treat her well. Hasegawa-san, would you mind giving the class a brief introduction?" She heard the teacher ask.
"I'm Hasegawa Reiko, the new transfer student from Osaka, dozo yoroshiku."
She smiled and bowed politely. She felt her pulse race as she looked up to see all her new classmates' attentions on her. She heard the class giggle and saw one student with red hair and a plaster on his cheek raise his hand.
"Yes?" She asked, slightly confused by the class' minor outburst.
"Nya! We already know your name and that you're a transfer student from Osaka from sensei..." said the guy innocently. The class finally erupted into laughter. He looked at his classmates questioningly. Inside he wondered if he had said anything funny before continuing.
"Anyway, would you mind telling us more about you?" He asked, his large, curious navy eyes pleading to the bespectacled girl.
"Ah... Sumimasen... Anou... As you know I'm Hasegawa Reiko..." Everyone snickered while Reiko too, smiled. She felt herself slightly ease up as she realized she had just stated her name for the third time.
"My family and I had just moved to Tokyo a few weeks ago. I am turning 15 on May 22nd. I'm an only child. I own a dog named Krypto. I enjoy playing badminton and... my favourite fruit is Lemon."
Everyone had horrified expressions on their faces upon hearing the new girl say 'lemon'. What kind of person would eat a lemon casually? Their thoughts were interrupted as they heard the her speak up again.
"As for the reason behind my moving to this school..." She thought for a moment before continuing. She noticed her new classmates were aching to hear what she had to say, their leaning forward was a clear indication. "This is the closest school to our new house." She finished. She looked up to find that everyone had fallen off their seats. She was then taken aback by a hand that flew up in the air.
"Yes?" The bespectacled girl addressed the same red-headed student who asked her the earlier question.
"Nya! I'm Kikumaru Eiji! You can call me Eiji, Rei-chan!" The bouncy redhead beamed.
She felt a chill run down her spine after hearing the instant nickname this Kikumaru person had just given her.
// Is he naturally this cheeky? // She thought to herself as she forced an awkward smile on her face and nodded at the bouncy redhead.
Noticing the expression on his new student's face, Kawasaki-sensei faked a cough to interrupt his hyper-active student.
"Okay class, let's not give Hasegawa-san here a culture-shock." He turned to Reiko and reassured her with a smile before turning his attention back to the class.
"Ah! Fuji, raise your hand." He instructed. Reiko flushed upon seeing the familiar smiling face that belonged to the person she earlier collided with.
"You can take the empty desk next to Fuji-kun, Hasegawa-san." Kawasaki-sensei directed before averting his attention back to the class. Reiko gave a polite nod and started walking to her seat.
"Okay. Now that's settled, I'll be off to my English class. I trust you all to behave yourselves while waiting for Sato-sensei." He turned to leave, but noticed his class in a state of catatonic shock, like he'd just announced the world will end within 5 seconds.
"What? Didn't you all look at your new timetables? You have Maths first period on Mondays!" Kawasaki-sensei sighed before exiting the classroom, all the while thinking of how the summer heat had fried his students' brains to crisps.
"Saa... We meet again Hasegawa-san." The honey-haired boy greeted the new girl, still smiling.
// Did someone stick that smile up his face? It's really starting to freak me out. // thought Reiko as she sat on her designated seat. Her thoughts were interrupted by the boisterous redhead who had given her the instant nickname.
"Hoi! Fujiko! You've met Rei-chan already?! That's not fair!" Kikumaru whined, poking Fuji at the rate of 360 jabs per second.
"Ne Eiji? Do you know what happens when you poke something endlessly?" Fuji asked his hyped-up friend, his smile turning eerily suspicious.
"Nani Fujiko?" replied the wondering Kikumaru as he stared at Fuji with his big inquiring eyes.
"Your finger will get so worn out that it will shrink to the length of a centimetre." Fuji answered casually, although Reiko noticed that the sadistic smile on his face had grown wider when Kikumaru stopped his 'poke-a-thon' to let out a terrified yelp.
"NYA! That was mean Fujiko! Demo... Is it true?" Kikumaru asked warily. He was never answered as the classroom door suddenly slid open.
"KIKUMARU EIJI! I can hear your voice from 10 miles away! Keep in mind that you are in a school and no longer in the circus."
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the creature that had just entered their classroom. They turned their attention to a small, frail man with two strands of hair left on his bald, shiny head. He wore thick, black glasses that did not go too well with his thick, bushy eyebrows. Currently he was stroking the hair on the big, exaggeratedly fat mole, positioned slightly below his lip. The horror everyone called...
"NYA! ITS THE MOOOOOLE!" Kikumaru cried in fear, not realizing he'd just dug his own grave.
Reiko felt cold sweat run down her spine as she watched the scene unfold before her.
"KIKUMARU EIJI! To the principal's office! NOW!" yelled the infuriated Maths teacher as he sent the redhead to the principal's office to get a week's worth of lunchtime detentions.
"Observation# 1: Seishun Gakuen is not your ordinary middle school." The bespectacled girl noted, warily sitting down to officially begin her first class in her new school. She looked over at the brown-haired boy who she has now mentally established as 'Fuji', and felt the hair on her back rise as she heard him say—with the perpetually sadistic smile on his face—
"Welcome to Seigaku. Hasegawa-san."
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Reiko's first few classes had gone well. All except her first one. MATHS. It was not that she was bad at the subject, it was the fact that Sato-sensei deliberately wanted to keep a terrorist image among all his students. Adding to that, his humongous, hairy mole and shrill, condescending voice—that by the way cracked every three words—made it hard to pay attention to the lesson. If the two said traits weren't enough to make a student lose concentration, the fact that he has really bushy eyebrows positioned atop really thick glasses certainly did the trick.
Flashback
Sato-sensei felt a vein pop up on his forehead after hearing the nickname Kikumaru had called him. Fuming, he sent the redhead to the principal's office to get the punishment he deserved. No, Sato-sensei does not appreciate being aggravated so early in the morning.
"Class, take your books out and open it to page 245." he commanded, his voice cracking at every third word. Maths had finally begun.
After a few minutes of discussion, Sato-sensei started writing an anti-differentiation equation on the board. Just as he was about to turn around to spot his first victim—student—to answer the question...
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
Timing would have never been more perfect, as a mobile phone with the "Psycho" theme music started ringing inside the eerily quiet classroom.
Everyone stiffened as Sato-sensei turned around, face red and almost steaming. He did not appreciate being distracted when picking out his prey—student. He found the infernal sound coming from the back and saw a new student shut her phone off.
// Fresh Blood. // He thought maniacally while calling the new girl's attention.
"You! New student! How dare you disrupt my class? You should know better than to disobey school rules on your first day!" Reiko stiffened as she realized that Sato-sensei had caught her.
"Anou... S-Sumimasen S-Sato S-Sensei!" The bespectacled girl apologised nervously.
"Che... Seeing that you're new, I'll give you a chance to change my opinion of you. If you answer the question on the board correctly, I shall let you off."
Reiko looked at the question on the board and was relieved to see that it was only an anti-differentiation question. Although it was a topic set for the next class, Reiko had already learned it after having just answered the following three chapters while Sato-sensei was busy droning.
"Hai!" Reiko said eagerly, intent on erasing the bad impression Sato-sensei already had on her.
Fuji's brows arced in surprise before smiling sadistically, that girl wouldn't recognize danger if it stared her in the face.
When she finished answering the question on the board-effortlessly-she heard the class clapping and so looked over to Sato-sensei's direction. His face had turned tomato red and steam was literally coming out of his ears. It also seemed as though the hair on his mole had stiffened. Clearly a reaction she did not expect.
"TO YOUR SEAT! NOW!" Sato-sensei screamed furiously startling a bewildered Reiko as she dashed to her seat upon command. No, Sato-sensei does not appreciate being showed up as well.
The class had stiffened yet again and an uncomfortable silence took over the rest of the 3-6 Maths class.
End of Flashback
Reiko shuddered as she remembered the Maths class in hell earlier. She couldn't wait till the bell rang for lunch. She was pulled from her thoughts when her new seatmate, who still had the—now annoying—smile on his face, called her.
"Ne Hasegawa-san... That was an interesting ringtone." Fuji whispered as his smile changed into a more disturbing one.
"It's my mom's personal ringtone..." She stated, her eyes starting to twitch behind her glasses due to the smile Fuji was giving her.
"Nya! What ringtone Fujiko? Did I miss anything?" Kikumaru interrupted as he sat down on the chair in front Fuji's. He had purposely taken his time to miss the whole first period to avoid the terror that is Sato-sensei.
"Saa... You missed quite a show Eiji. Hasegawa-san here just showed Sato-sensei up." Fuji replied, the sinister smile on his face wide and sparkling.
"NYA! SUGOI REI-CHAN!" The redhead's eyes grew into saucers upon hearing what his friend had just said. Showing Sato-sensei up took guts, and the girl proved to have it. He gave her his trademark hug of death—er, Kikumaru hug.
"E-Eiji! C-can't breathe!" Reiko wheezed as she tried to escape from the embrace-cum-headlock Kikumaru was giving her. She could've sworn she had turned blue for a few seconds. She could've also attest to seeing Fuji's sadistic smile stretch wider upon seeing her sentenced to Kikumaru's embrace.
"Fuji! You set that up!" She pointedly accused, albeit struggling under the literally 'breath-taking' Kikumaru Hug.
Their Chemistry teacher was just about to reprimand her for distracting the class when the lunch bell rang. Everyone made a mad dash out of the room, leaving another angered teacher with a tick on her forehead. Talk about saved by the bell.
"E-Eiji, c-can you let go before you kill me?" Reiko gagged, praying she would get loose before she suffocated to death.
"Nya? AHHH! Rei-chan!! What happened to your face? It's purple! NYAA!!" Kikumaru exclaimed, shocked as he abruptly let the asphyxiating girl go. Reiko breathed, like she'd never done before.
"I wonder why Eiji-kun, I wonder why." Reiko said sarcastically, giving Fuji a death glare thereafter.
Fuji merely gave her an innocent look before deciding to speak. "Ne Hasegawa-san, I believe I haven't formally introduced myself. I'm Fuji Syuusuke" He acquainted, flashing the raven-haired girl a smile that did not implicate anything suspicious.
"Really, there isn't a need for a formal introduction Fuji-kun. I think I know you well enough already." Reiko stated dryly while fixing her things to get ready to leave.
// Fuji Syuusuke, 100 percent evil. Purely sadistic. // She mentally jotted the information down in her little black book before standing up.
"Ne Eiji-kun..." She began whilst walking to the door. "I'm sure Fuji-kun is just dying to tell you about everything that's happened during our Math."
With that, Reiko turned to leave an extremely curious, sugar-high, poke-happy Kikumaru with a slightly surprised Fuji.
"Is this a challenge?" She heard an amused Fuji ask. She turned around to see a haughty smirk on his face.
"This is merely payback Fuji-kun." She riposted, waving him off without sparing him a look. // Two can play this game Fuji Syuusuke. // She sneered inwardly, taking his challenge.
"Saa... We're only getting started Ha-se-ga-wa-chan." Reiko shuddered at how Fuji had addressed her. She contemplated what she'd just done and looked back to see Fuji still smiling at her with his disturbingly sadistic smile, Kikumaru egging him to spill the details on what happened during their Maths class, poking him non-stop to pressure him into caving.
// Maa... I guess all I can say now is bring it on Fuji Syuusuke, bring it on! //
Fuji 1- Hasegawa 1
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Author's Note:
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