Authors Note: My very first fanfic, so please be nice. Do tell me if there are any grammar mistakes and such.
Disclaimer: I do certainly not own Prince of Tennis. I wish I did though...
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It was an oh so beautiful day at Hyotei Gakuen. Well, as beautiful as it can get, anyway. With the constant bickering from Mukahi and Shishido, poor Ohtori who tried to stop the fight, the snores from Jiroh and the "Gekokujou" from Hiyoshi, you could say it was pretty loud on the courts. The only ones who were quiet were Oshitari, Kabaji and Atobe. Kabaji was always quiet, but Oshitari was extremely annoying with his smirk on his face. Needless to say, Atobe had a headache. He was pretty pissed too.
"Regulars, 50 laps around the courts!" Oh look, it seems Atobe snapped.
"Oi, Atobe! It's all this monkey's fault-!" As usual, Shishido blames it all on Mukahi.
"Ha! It's YOUR fault! Being all lovey-dovey with Ohtori on the courts-!" And as usual, Mukahi blames it all on Shishido....and Ohtori, but it seems he haven't noticed that yet.
"Shut up and run your laps already!" Atobe was really angry now.
"You seem to be in a bad mood today...maybe it's because of Tezuka..." Oshitari smirks and just adds fuel to the fire. How he knows it's about Tezuka? Well, apparently Atobe has been out of it ever since that match with Tezuka. Also, some day ago when Oshitari couldn't get through to Atobe and literally screamed in his face, Atobe answered with 'What?? Can't you see I'm thinking!?' Oshitari, being curious and all, asked about what. The answer he got was pretty amusing. 'Uh...well...I was thinking of Tezuka. Again.' That got Oshitari laughing. He also got a handmark on his face.
"Do you want 70 laps?" You could see Atobe was red from anger. Or maybe he was blushing.
"Hai, hai..." Oshitari ran side by side with an irritated Mukahi, still smirking. He could have some fun with this and decided to talk with Atobe later.
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Meanwhile, at Seigaku, shouting could be heard. And screams, but you really don't want to know why.
"Hey, watch it Mamushi!"
"What, you wanna fight Baka-Momo!?"
"What did you say!?"
In the midst of the shouting, a worried vioce could be heard. "Stop it, you two!"
"Nya, Oishi, it's not working...mou, where's Tezuka when you need him the most!"
"AHH!!"
Everyone turned their heads to where the scream came from. They saw poor Taka-san laying on the courts with some multi-colored liquid coming from his mouth. Beside him stood Inui with his notebook, muttering "Ii data..."
"..."
Momo and Kaidoh stopped their fighting and looked terrifyingly at Taka-san, then Inui and then at Taka-san again.
"NYA, Inui! What did you do??" Eiji shouted horrified.
"He lost the match and got his punishment" Inui sounded calm, but what really scared everyone was that he was grinning.
"D-Demon..." Momo didn't like the look on Inui's face
"Truly Evil..." Kaidoh didn't look too good either. The two juniors slowly stepped further away from the Data-man.
"What's wrong Momo, Kaidoh?" His glasses glinted and he really looked sadistic now. Maybe even as sadistic as Fuj.
"S-Stay away from me!!" The juniors turned around to run for their lives, but unfortunately Fuji was in their way.
"Now, what's going on here?" The feminine boy asked with that creepy smile of his. He then saw Taka-san lying on the ground, out-cold.
"My, do you have something new for me to taste, Inui?" Fuji looked happy. Everyone backed away from Fuji, not understanding how anyone on this Earth enjoys drinking those...those poisons! But truth to be told, Fuji did NOT enjoy drinking those vile drinks. He just loved the horrified faces of everyone who looked at him when he drank the "drinks". But after practice he would have to throw up his breakfast, but he can live with it as long as he can see the horrified faces of his teammates and also Inui's disappointed look when he scribbles in his notebook. Lately, he had to be on his guard. Inui was getting better, or rather worse, at making his special so called nutritious drinks. Fuji is not sure on how long he can handle those evolving drinks.
"Ah, Fuji. Want to try?" A smirk. A sign that it has become even more powerful, even more horrible.
"Mm, I'd love to, but where's Tezuka?" A smile and a lie. Perfect. ...But he really did wonder where Tezuka was.
Oishi is the one who answered the question. "Ah, he's in the clubroom speaking with Ryuuzaki-sensei"
'Damn it, Oishi. Why did you have to know??'
"Hmm? I guess I'll be going- Oh wait, there he is."
"..."
"Nya, he looks tired..."
"20% it's because of school, 50% something at home, 20% beacuse of tennis and 5% because of relationship."
"Fshuu..."
"Tezuka, are you alright?" Oishi looked worried. He worries too much. Seriously.
Tezuka heard that his fuku-buchou was really worried about him. Again. He didn't like it when he worried his friends, even if Oishi worries almost all the time. This time though, he understood why Oishi sounded so worried. He was aware of his small, yet visible bags under his eyes and that he looked tired, no matter how much he tried to hide it. He hasn't been able to sleep the last few days and he was thinking of a very annoying boy in ways he really shouldn't. He was aware it wasn't healthy for him, but the more he tried to think of other things the more he thought about the annoying, egoistic, narcissistic, glorious, absolutely beautiful boy. Wait, he did just NOT think that.
"Tezuka?"
"Ah, I'm fine. 50 laps for being lazy!"
"Nya, we were just worried...!"
"Calm down, Eiji..."
Tezuka really didn't need this now. Of course he knew they were worried, but he just wanted to be left alone.
"You don't look so good, Tezuka."
Ah, Fuji. He wouldn't leave Tezuka alone even if his life depended on it. Damn sadist.
"I'm fine, Fuji. Run your laps now and just leave me alone."
"..." He was very straight to the point today.'Maybe I should leave him alone...after he answers my question.'
"You have been thinking of something...rather someone, right? Who is it?"
"Fuji, 60 laps. Now."
"It's Atobe, right? You've been acting a bit weird ever since that match, Tezuka."
"Fuji!"
Ah, he was really angry now...Time to leave. The tensai just chuckled and went to run his laps.
'Oh, this could be fun... I think it's time to call a certain tensai.ยด ---------- fuku-buchou -
Mamushi -viper
Baka - Idiot, stupid
tensai - genius