Here's my second story. This was also inspired by me and a classmate but it didn't go quite like this.Also if this seems like it's like my first story I'm sorry. This is just what it ended up to be. Anyways, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis. Takeshi Konomi does. If I did own Prince of Tennis, several characters,I won't say any names (Mizuki and Akutsu), would be locked inside a closet for most of the story line.

On the morning of December fourth the Rikkaidai regulars gathered in their club room save one specific regular. Today was the birthday of their team's Trickster and, unfortunately for some people, they all had to buy him a gift. Why? Because Yukimura's word is law and no one wanted to disobey their buchou (You also couldn't say you were extremely pissed off at him and that you "forgot" to get a present. It didn't work out that way when you were around Yukimura)

The reason they had gathered that morning, besides morning practice, was to make sure everyone had brought their gift and to successfully hid it until afternoon practice. Although it was hard to agree on who got the best hiding spot, they all eventually found a spot before their first class of the day. Now all they had to do was last until afternoon practice.

At the end of the day, the seven regulars came to the club room and sat in a semi-circle with Niou (eighth regular) facing them.

"Let's see what I roped in this year," Niou rubbed his hands together in a diabolical way as Kirihara handed him his gift.

"Use it well," Kirihara smirked before returning to his seat.

'Wait," Niou thought," the brattling smirked. I swear if this thing jumps at me I'll make sure he doesn't see his next birthday.'

Niou slowly tore off the paper to reveal a kit. Not a regular kit, it was a do it yourself yet but not a regular do it yourself kit. It was a Do It Yourself: How to Jump off a Skyscraper kit. I told it wasn't a regular kit.

Niou's eye started twitching. Was this a trick? Was someone trying to out trick the trickster? (Though I doubt someone could). Niou just set the gift off to the side and muttered a 'Thanks brattling.' He'd just have to get his revenge when they moved on to practice games.

Next up was Mauri and he gave Niou a cake. Sensing something was wrong with his present; Niou sniffed said cake and smelt bitter almonds.

'What the hell!' Niou screamed in his head,' Now the ball of fat is trying to poison me with cyanide (a poison)! What is wrong with these people?...I bet the next gift has something to do with killing me. And the one after that. AND the one after that.'

And Niou was correct. Jackal gave him a wooden steak, Renji had given him a green, leafy plant with small, white flowers that ended up being nightshade (a poisonous plant), and, finally, Sanada had given him a noose. At least Hiroshi had been nice and didn't try to kill him and/or insist he needed to kill himself. He had given Niou a bag of coal.

When everyone was leaving to do their warm-ups, Niou pulled Yukimura aside to talk to him.

"Mura, why is everyone trying to kill me? I didn't do anything to them today. Nothing! Not a single trick to anyone. What's wrong with them?" Niou complained.

"Well, Niou," Yukimura started," it might be because you dyed all of our uniforms pink and glued rhinestones to them."