Secret of the Swallow
Everyone knew about Fuji's Triple Counters, all of them which were at the level that only a prodigy like Fuji Syusuke could get it to. And one of the famous Triple Counters was Tsubame Gaeshi, also known as 'swallow return' by some.
One day, Ryoma plucked up the courage to ask the prodigy about the name choice.
"Ne, Fuji-sempai, that's a really weird name. Where does the swallow come into play?" he asked after the day's practice on the courts at Seigaku.
"Ah, about that," Fuji said. "It's a technique of hitting down flying swallows." All of this he said with a smile on his face and a straight tone.
Ryoma's mouth opened in horror as the image rose in his head of Fuji whacking a numerous amount of innocent swallows from the air as they flew by, the broken bodies littered around the prodigy as the air grew thick with a cloud of stray swallow feathers.
"You're not a human, you know that?! Killing innocent sparrows and destroying creatures of nature!" Ryoma shouted vehemently at Fuji, who had wandered innocently to stand by Tezuka at the other end of the court, a bemused smile on his face. "You're a freakin' demon! Bastard!" He chucked a dozen tennis balls angrily in Fuji's general direction.
"What is he saying?" Tezuka asked Fuji confusedly as he viewed the team's beloved freshman prodigy throwing his first public temper tantrum. The two of them didn't bother to dodge the flying tennis balls, as most of them missed due to the fact that Ryoma was livid with anger and didn't bother to aim.
"He asked me about why I named one of my Triple Counters 'Tsubame Gaeshi'," Fuji replied innocently.
Tezuka clapped a hand to his forehead tiredly, shaking his head. "Don't tell me…"
"Mmm-hmm," Fuji replied happily.
"Don't do that," Tezuka ordered sternly. "He's straining his arms and shoulders now just trying to hit us. If he pulls a muscle, then he won't be able to play in next Sunday's tournament."
"Just trying to have a little fun," Fuji said, giving Tezuka one of his mysterious smiles. "I'll see you tomorrow!" Fuji yelled to Ryoma, smiling brightly as he dodged a well-thrown tennis ball.
A/N- I read a comic on this, and thought that the rest of the PoT community should know about it, though I don't think it's that amusing. I tried humor, but I don't know if it carried through or not. But, here it is (slightly modified to fit a storyline).
Was it amusing?
-The Unreal Phantom