A/N: This is my first fic so I'm not that good at it. R&R. No flames please! Sorry if I'm bad at it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis
Chapter 1
"Nani?!"
"Yes, unfortunately, we have to think of something as a fundraiser for the school carnival" Inui stated.
The Seigaku regulars were having a meeting somewhere in the tennis courts. Somehow, the school had organized a carnival and different clubs had to think of an event or a booth for the carnival to raise funds.
"Why don't we set up a kissing booth?" Momoshiro's mouth watered at the thought. "I get to kiss many girls too!"
Everybody shuddered at the thought about Tezuka sticking his butt out and kissing someone.
"Momo! One hundred laps now!"
"Fsshhh…buchou should give more," Kaidou smirked.
"What was that, baka mamushi?!"
"I said buchou should give more! Fsshhh…" So they started arguing, only to be interrupted by Tezuka.
"Momo! Kaidou! Two hundred laps now!"
"H-Hai!"
"Saa, how about a Dunking Machine?"
"Che, imagine buchou..."
Again, they shuddered at the thought…Tezuka death glaring at the person who dunked him…Nobody would dare try and their booth would be a total failure.
"Fuji! Three hundred laps now!"
Fuji chuckled as he began running the laps assigned.
"Ii data. Tezuka prefers being kissed than getting dunked."
"Inui! Four hundred laps now!"
Apparently, the next person would get five hundred laps.
When the three had finished with their laps, they went back to where the regulars were and continued discussing what to do for the carnival.
"Anou, what if we do a skit?"
"Yadda!" was the immediate response coming from the freshman.
"Saa, don't tell me Echizen can't act?" the tensai's smile got wider.
Tezuka's glasses flashed as his precious little 'pillar' was being insulted. "Fuji! Kawamura! Five hundred laps!"
"Saa, I'm sure Tezuka would come in pretty useful as a tree in the background. You are so experienced in that, I'm sure it would be very convincing. You just have to act normally. Oh, and remember not to assign anyone laps during the skit."
"…" Tezuka gave him a if-you-don't-run-now-you'll-die look.
"Maa, here, Taka-san." The sadist handed him the racket.
"BURNING" and they sped off.
Inui smiled and added more data to his notebook. He would take care not to offend or poison Echizen if he wanted to live. But he would use this information in case anything happens. Or he could just sell it to the tensai. He was sure that Fuji would use it and he would get more valuable data.
"Why not hold a concert? I'm sure ochibi can sing, nya!" Kikumaru chirped happily.
Ryoma pulled down his cap. "Che, mada mada dane, senpai."
"Aa. I'm sure that is appropriate," The poker faced captain nodded in approval.
"There is a 98% chance that fan girls would attend the concert to see the Seigaku regulars sing. However, there is also a 97% chance that not all of us can sing. Excluding me of course," Inui said.
Everybody sniggered. Well, except for Tezuka, Kawamura and Kaidou, obviously.
"Oh? So you don't believe me? Shall I show you I can sing as well as I can record data?" And so he started singing. His singing was so bad that they all had to cover their ears.
"Fsshhh. Senpai, I think it is a good idea if you stop singing now."
Inui shut up at once, obeying his doubles partner. He seemed oblivious to the people covering their ears and thought that his kouhai just wanted him to save his talent for the concert.
"Mou, Tezuka, can you sing?" Fuji inquired.
"…"
Everyone stared open mouthed at them, shocked that Fuji was not assigned laps. Ryoma pulled down his cap more ("Che"), seemingly jealous. Inui seemed to have noticed this as he quickly jotted something in his notebook.
"But where will we stage the concert?" Oishi asked.
"Ne, Hyoutei's Monkey King should be able to afford a stage, right?"
"Saa, I could get him to sponsor for us," Fuji, who have somehow managed to finish the laps so quickly, suggested, his grin getting wider.
Everybody suddenly pitied Hyoutei tennis club's captain.
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Over at Hyoutei tennis courts
Atobe Keigo sneezed, allowing his opponent to score.
"Damn it. Concentrate!" He told himself.
He returned the favour by scoring with his Tannhauser Serve.
"6 games to love!"
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Back at Seigaku
"Saa, shall I give him a call then?"
There was quite a distance between the tensai and the rest of the regulars. They wanted to be as safe as possible if the third year wanted to blackmail someone.
"Mou…I guess that's a yes then?" Chuckling to himself, he dialed Atobe's number on his phone.
"You have reached Ore-sama. What do you want?"
"Saa, you see, I would like a stage…" and he began explaining the situation.
"So…you need a stage for fundraiser?"
"Aa…"
"And what makes you think Ore-sama will agree to be your sponsor? Haah?"
"Mou, it will be embarrassing if you don't," was the only reply.
"Fine. But Ore-sama demands to participate."
"Are you rejecting this offer?" Cerulean eyes were revealed.
"If you are trying to threaten Ore-sama, Ore-sama shall send Oshitari to blackmail you."
The sadist gulped. He did not like to be beaten at his own game. The regulars must have noticed as sensed a dark aura coming from Fuji and they quickly excused themselves from the scene.
"I-I need to…to…go to the washroom!"
"I'll come with you, Momo Senpai!"
Everybody seemed to need the washroom at the same time. Things were certainly going to get worse.
"Fine. Hyoutei can participate…then again, why not make this into a singing competition?" Twinkling blue eyes greeted the Seigaku regulars when they came back from the washroom.
"I-I need a drink!"
And they went off again, carefully not wanting to cross paths with him.
"Good idea. Ore-sama can show off his talents too."
"I'll tell you the date at a later time. Maybe I can get Rikkai Dai to participate too…" Fuji trailed off in his thoughts and hung up.
Well, that's all. I'm too lazy to add the call to Rikkai Dai. In case you're wondering how they can run so fast, I have no idea. I guess that's what trains their stamina then?
Reviews appreciated!
