This fic is dedicated to those who reviewed Seigaku's diva and/or added it to their favorites and/or alerts. Enjoy!
"Speak" is for dialogs, 'think' is for thoughts and italic is for Inui's notes.
Warnings: my failed attempt at humor and mild cussing (they will be censored.)
Disclaimers: I don't own anything, other than the plot.
The Seigaku tennis team was having their daily morning run. Of course, since they have a mad scientist on their team, their run was threatened with the fact they might contract food poisoning if their do not run fast enough.
"Faster. Faster! FASTER!"
The panic levels were out of control. To be honest, you would panic like crazy too if you were expected to drink a cup full of BRIGHT GREEN gunk with PINK SPOTS that foamed if you were too slow. What was worse was the fact you saw the said foam melt through the table. The FREAKING THICK STEEL table.
"Oh my f***ing god!"
"Kami-sama! Please have mercy on me!"
"NYYA! Oishi! Did you see that! It melted through THE TABLE! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!"
Soon, after many of their comrades have fallen, only the regulars were left.
"Out of the way, Mamuchi!"
"Fsssh… Stop blocking the way, Momojiri!"
"BURNING!"
"Hoi! Hoi! NO way I'm gonna drink that!"
"Mada mada dane!"
"Saa… This is fun. I wonder what flavor will the juice be this time?"
"Yudan sezu ni ikou."
(If anyone knows what Oishi would say in this sort of situation, please tell me either through review or pm.)
As usual, they all made it to the finishing at the same time, so they were safe.
NOT!
"You were slower than the previous timing by 8 seconds. So, I will let you try my latest juice, Heavenly Juice."
With his glasses glinting maliciously, Inui lifted two cups of pitch-black water.
'That thing looks NOTHING like heaven.'
This deadpan thought raced through all the regulars' minds.
After each have received a glass full of 'juice'…
Dreadingly, all the regulars (yes, even Fuji. Even he had to admit that the juice looked and smelt worse than the previous few juices) lifted their glass and gulped it down in one fell swoop.
BAM! CRASH!
All of them were now on the ground with anime swirls replacing their eyes.
One hour later…
"Argh… Did anyone got that car plate's number?"
Slowly, one after another the regulars were revived. After finding out they were moved to the floor of the tennis clubroom, they groggily shuffled to find a place to sit before voicing up their opinions of the wonderful drink they tasted.
"Yuck! I never want to drink that again! Never again!"
"Fshhh…"
Instead of being met with murmured agreements, they were met with looks of disbelief, shocks, or a mixture of both.
Unnerved and completely awake now, Momoshiro and Kaidou looked nervously at all of the regulars.
Momo's pov
'What's wrong with them? Staring at Mamushi and me like that. And why does my voice so weird?' Turned to my left to ask the viper the question running through my head and saw…
ME?
Kaidou's pov
'Fshh… Why are Echizen and senpai-tachi looking at baka peach and me in that manner? And… Why does my voice sound like Momojiri's?' Utterly confused, I turned my head to the right and saw…
Myself?
No one's pov
No one said a word, they were still busy processing the fact that Momo spoke in a Kaidou like manner and vice versa.
The shocked silence was broken with a "NYA! Why is there another me here!"
Everyone's head whirled towards the source of the exclamation, which was Echizen. Who was currently running round the bench he and Oishi was seated…
Their eyes widened to the degree it looked like their eyeballs were ready to roll out of their sockets.
"Nya! And why does everything look so much taller?" Eiji asked, finally stopping and now seated back onto the bench.
BOM!
Before anyone could react to 'Echizen's' statement, they were distracted by the sound of a body crashing onto the ground.
"Eiji!" Instead of hearing and seeing a certain mother hen of Seigaku fretting and rushing up to Kikumaru, they met with the sight of Fuji running towards Kikumaru with a worried expression on his face… And with his eyes wide open…
"Saa… This is interesting. I'm seeing myself rushing towards Eiji in a Oishi-like manner…"
These words came from the mouth of a currently closed eyed, creepily smiling Oishi.
"Saa… So what now, Buchou?" 'Oishi' asked, looking at the sheepish looking captain.
Wait. Sheepish-looking Tezuka? His eyes flickered open for a second before shutting again.
"Souka. So what now, Buchou?" He repeated his question but this time facing towards Kawamura.
"It seems we have some how switched bodies. The only reason I can think of now is the juice we have drank about an hour ago."
"Iie data." Everyone (except 'Eiji'. He's still unconscious) stared at the silhouette of newcomer who was standing at the doorway.
After 30 minutes (of explanations on Inui's part).
"You mean to say that we are going to be stuck like this till the end of school?" An enraged Ryoma stuck in Eiji's body questioned in a deadly voice.
"End of afternoon's tennis practice, so about 6pm to be precise." Inui corrected.
They had just found out that they have switched bodies due to unfortunate circumstances, in other words instead of the classic 'faint and revive', the damned 'heavenly' juice made it 'faint and switch bodies'.
They also found out who switched with whom.
Echizen-Kikumaru
Fuji-Oishi
Kaidou-Momoshiro
Kawamura-Tezuka
(Cookies to anyone who figured out that the personalities switched were based on the most opposite pair of people. Eg. Kind Oishi-Sadist Fuji and Anti-social Kaidou-Friendly Momo.)
"Saa… Well isn't this fun?" Fuji said (Note: I will now refer to them by their names, not the bodies' names.)
"Fun? Fun? Knowing Kikumaru sempai he would make a fool out of me and ruin my reputation." It felt odd glaring at himself but Ryoma was too angry to care a flippin' heck.
It was uncomfortable to see Kikumaru being bratty and grouchy, even more uncomfortable to watch Echizen act like a sugar high kid, jumping all over the place.
"Reputation? What reputation? I didn't know you even had one other than your title 'Tennis No Ojisama'."
It was disconcerting to watch Kaidou slinging his arm around Eiji and ruffling his hair, and even more so to see social butterfly Momoshiro acting like a loner and hissing a snake.
"It is a wonderful break from the mundane, isn't it? A wonderful time to gather blackmail material too. And Oishi? I think you should close your eyes. As much as I would enjoy seeing others squirm under your gaze, I don't think it would be good for your heart to worry so much."
Seeing Oishi act like sadist was beyond disturbing and Fuji with eyes opened all the time was nearly ten times worse.
"Yudan sezu ni ikou."
Passionate Kawamura acting stoic wasn't as bad as the rest, but the one who took the cake was Tezuka having EMOTIONS, I cannot imagine how it would be like if he holds a racket.
Inui stared at the notes, before flipping to a certain page of his data notebook and ripping that said page to itty-bitty pieces.
"Wh-what are you doing, Inui?"
"Ensuring that a repeat of this will never happen." Came his simple reply as he wrote the memorized recipe down into another notebook. On its cover page written in bold was 'Forbidden Recipes'.
"You better hope it won't, or it'll be your head.' Ryoma threatened.
After receiving similar threats (by Kaidou and Momo) and a single encouragement to create more (courtesy of Fuji), Inui said, "Tennis practice is over. The rest of the tennis team should be coming in about six seconds."
"Five."
"Four."
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
"Ze-"
True to the data man's word, the clubroom door slammed open and a torrent of sweaty tennis players entered the clubroom to access their lockers.
"Oi Echizen! Why did you ditch practice? Don't tell me you're actually sick? Heh. Learn from me, I have two years of tennis experience!" An irritating, stupid loudmouth shouted.
"But Horio, you were the last to recover from the juice and the regulars drank a different juice from us." Kachiro sighed.
"Hey, Echizen are you alright?" Katsuo asked the abnormally stock-still cocky freshman. In fact all the regulars were frozen. Strange…
In the outside world, the regulars were inactive but the same can't be said for their inner selves.
'F***! WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!' or something along those lines…
In fact their inner dialog was much longer, however if I were to type it all out this fic would not be fit for rating T… I'll give you hint… And then leave it up to your imaginations. Hint: When panicking, they can spill out the most 'COLORFUL' vocabulary… (-.-)
Back in the outside world, all of the non-regulars were worriedly staring at their most respected idols.
"You think the juice did something to them?" Some random, unimportant person whispered.
A worried, tense and silent atmosphere settled in the room, so imagine their surprise when suddenly Ryoma jumped up smiling, "Nya! Why all gloom and doom?"
A good many choked on their spit, staring in dumb shock at the hyper freshman.
"Saa… I think they are just shocked, Eiji."
A few people started pinching/slapping themselves to ensure they won't having a nightmare that their kind fukubuchou was acting like a certain feared sadist.
However, what set lose the hysterics was… I'm sure you already know.
"Eto… You don't need to worry so much, it would only last for a day."
A Tezuka acting shy! Kami-sama! What kind of f***ed up alternate reality did you send us? SEND US BACK! I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH OF THIS MADDNESS I CAN TAKE!
Weeellll… It seems our lovable Seigaku regulars have chosen to act like their regular selves, regardless of whether they were in some else's body or not. And you have seen the tennis members' reactions, so let's move on to the classmate and teacher's reactions then.
What? You wanna know what happened to the members in the end? Okie dokie. So, some went home, locked themselves in their room, not to be heard till tomorrow morning, some fainted, some started laughing hysterically and some… I do NOT wish to mention what happened to them, it's too morbid... So long story short, the whole tennis club other than the regulars and Inui are gonna be 'mysteriously' absent for that day.
Now, on to the next part.
The next part shall be about Ryoma's pov for the rest of the day and if it's too short I might squeez in Eiji's too. Please review, constructive criticisms are appreciated and welcomed with open arms. In my personal opinion, the idea is nice but the way it's written is not. I might take it down and re-write again. IF I am free or not feeling lazy. So, review, review, reviewww!