A/N: I really liked the interaction between Tezuka and little Miyuki. No pairing whatsoever. I mean really. How do you pair up a 4th grader and a 9th grader? Oh and...this is my first time writing with Tezuka, who was a bit of a challenge for me since he sorta has the personality of burnt toast.

Disclaimer: Tenipuri isn't and never will be mine.

Beeeep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beeeep! The sound of a cell phone ringing echoed throughout the tennis courts.

"Hello. Kunimitsu Tezuka speaking."

"Hello? Thief-Bro? Is that you? It's me, Miyuki!"

"Miy--"

"Ah, Tezuka! Who are you talking to in the middle of practice?"

"Don't worry about it, Oishi. It's just someone from Kyushuu."

"Hellooo?! Thief-Bro! It's not very polite to keep a lady waiting, y'know!"

"I'm sorry, Miyuki. You called me in the middle of practice. How did you get my number anyway?"

"Oh, um...well, I sorta asked your doctor, y'know from that rehabilitation place you were going to, if there was anyway I could contact you and--"

"You badgered my doctor to get my cell phone number, didn't you?"

A sigh. "Okay, yes I did. You aren't mad at me, are you?"

"No. I'm not."

"Hoi, hoi! Buchou! Who are you taling to? Is it a girl?!"

"Eiji, don't interrupt Tezuka while he's on the phone. Even though he's not suppose to be talking on it during practice when he knows has a team to focus on."

"Fuji. Eiji. 20 laps, now."

"...Um, Thief-Bro? How's your shoulder doing? I hope you've been raising it higher!"

"It's doing well, and don't worry, I have. How have you been lately? I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was leaving."

"Great! Oh, but I...wanted to tell you before you left that I won that championship match! Isn't that awesome?"

"Yes, very. Congratulations on your win."

"So, did your team win the Nationals? My older brother Chitose wouldn't tell me and said to just ask you since I have your number and all..."

"..."

"Thief-Bro? Are you still there?"

"Yes."

"As in what? You're still there or--"

"We won. Seigaku won against Rikkaidai Fuzoku in the finals." [1

"Really? That's awesome!"

"Kunimitsu! Get off that phone right now or I'm confiscating it for a week!"

"Yes, Coach Ryuzaki. Miyuki, I'm sorry but I need to go now."

"Oh, alright. You better call me though, m'kay?"

"I will."

"Oh! And Thief-Bro?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me. You did it yourself. And--"

The connection had already been cut off.

A faint smile. "I'm the one who should thank you."

-The End-

[1 - No, I have no idea how the finals in the Nationals will turn out (although we all know it'll be a showdown between Seigaku and Rikkai). This is just me making up something...