Hyotei's Vacation

Disclaimer/Author: I don't own Prince of Tennis. I hope you guys enjoy this…this is my first Prince of Tennis fic and I would be happy what you guys think about it….Thank you!

Chapter 1

"Oh wow! Are you serious?!" Gakuto suddenly exclaimed as he continued jumping up and down excitedly. Everyone in the Hyotei Gakuen Men's Tennis Team had one of its usual meetings but for once, hearing Atobe's excessive talking was surprisingly worth listening.

"Of course! Ore-sama is proud of you all for doing as great job in the past Tennis matches we have experienced together." Atobe replied as a statement for the rest of the other regulars. That was a first, who knew that the All-mighty and proud Ore-sama was actually content with his members' effort?

As soon as he responded to Gakuto's answer, several of the Hyotei members were astonished as they stared at Atobe finding any hint of malice. But somehow, a certain blue-haired member didn't seem convinced with his captain's answer. After some quick thinking, being a genius, he was able to figure out what he really meant.

"That's not true, fools. All tennis regulars in each school namely Seishuun, RikkaiDai, and of course Hyotei, are ordered to participate in this Training Camp held somewhere in the Hitotsuba Country Club. Seeing the schedule, it's a 2-week activity to test our skills in tennis, which then concluded that this out-of-school activity is to, at least, start tomorrow at 8:00am abruptly." Oshitari clearly stated after seeing the shocked looks of his fellow members who now, still have the same expression but now are staring at him with anticipation that what he said was right.

Atobe on the other hand, didn't look pleased at all. Sure, what Oshitari said was right. But, must he have to explain it all in 2 mere sentences? As soon as Oshitari finished his speech, Atobe had a frown forming on his lips and at the same time having his brows almost meeting. "Oh god Oshitari…did Ore-sama even give you authority to speak?" He quickly commented with an angry look on his face.

He is the captain of the team.

Not Oshitari.

He should get all the attention.

Not Oshitari.

He should be telling them that.

Not Oshitari.



"And who are you to tell me what to do…" Oshitari calmly replied as he gave him a cold stare, not even stating his words as a question. Soon Atobe felt like he just wanted to punch the lights out of him but he had to think of the consequences. He would be a bad role model and he would lose all his respect to him. He didn't want that. He doesn't want to lose to anyone. He hated to lose to Oshitari. Atobe had to think of how to get things straight with his blue-haired, smart-talking teammate of his. And he knew how.

"Watch your words, Yuushi…One more wrong move; I can have you dropped out from the regulars." He threatened in a non-agitated manner. Now, he's sure how to push Oshitari in a corner without violence. "Heh. At this point, he would certainly drop down to his knees begging to keep his position." It was so good being buchou…Just when he opened his eyes, expecting that scene to become reality, it only showed Oshitari smirking with his hands in his pockets and that cold glare piercing Atobe's gaze.

No way…

"Heh. I dare you to. Try that and let's see if this team can get somewhere…cha, what more in the Nationals…" He replied with the same tone in his voice. This was too easy for him. Countering Atobe with words was too much fun than countering his attacks in Tennis. Yes, he didn't want to be dropped out from the regulars, but when he thought about it, he could get back in easily.

"Are you…Did you…dare question my authority as buchou of this team..?!"Atobe angrily demanded as he pointed an accusing finder towards him. He was mad. Now he felt like ripping of the head of Oshitari if he said another word. "No one questions my position as Team Captain. Not a single soul would live if ever they ever did. No one should ask—"

"Why? Did it look like I was questioning you or your authority?" Oshitari replied with loads of sarcasm smeared on his words. He knew how to crack up Atobe each and every time they argued…and he enjoyed the fact that he could torment him with just words.

"That's it Oshitari! You've gone too far!" Atobe shouted as his eyes began to narrow and his hands were clenched into tight fists. "You're going down!" He charged at him by front as he positioned one of his fists towards his face, having great determination of punching successfully. But Oshitari then, dodged the attack and quickly countered it smoothly. However, Atobe gracefully avoided a terrible fall and attempted to punch him from a different angle. So on the fight went for a long time.

"Dammit! They've been going on forever! When will the nightmares end!?"Shishido loudly whined as he looked like he was about to bang his head on his desk.

"sigh Here we go again…" Hiyoshi groaned softly to himself as he laid his head on his desk, covering his ears with both hands to lessen the noise.

"Usu." Kabaji monotonously agreed, staring at the fight that was still going on.

"Zzz…huh? Wha—is club over yet?" Jiroh mumbled lazily as he left his eyes halfway open as he scratched his head looking where the noise came from that disturbed his sleep.

"G-g-guys…P-please s-s-stop fighting…" Choutaro attempted to call out loudly, trying his best to keep the team together.

""H-hey...Was it something I said…?" Gakuto worriedly asked as he looked around for someone who would listen, as the fight kept going on like no tomorrow.

"Argh! I don't care anymore!" Just be here by 6:00am with everything you need. We're going on this trip whether you like it or not! Atobe nearly shouted to everyone as soon as he was able to keep Oshitari's mouth shut.

He soon picked up his things and stormed of the room having the door banging loudly. He knew fighting never solved anything. "Maybe a hot bath would be nice after this…or a long nap…how about both…" He thought in the end. He wanted to clear his mind. He wanted to forget everything that happened that afternoon.

Back in the classroom,

"Wow…what did Atobe eat this morning…?" Jiroh mumbled as he looked at the nearly broken door.

Oshitari on the other hand, wasn't really out of words. He just got bored arguing with Atobe which only wasted his time and breath whenever he deals with him. Everyone was silent when he left, leaving only him to explain everything. Before Choutaro could ask how Atobe was feeling. He calmly replied,

"Don't worry. He'll be fine He'll get over it probably in a hot bath or a long nap. Either way, it's a relaxing way to release all anger and stress."

"I hope Atobe doesn't go all cranky the next day."

Oshitari was really smart when it also came to things like this. Oh boy, they don't know how right he was.

END of Prologue.

Preview:

"Ah! Shishido-san! Mukahi-san! Are you o-okay..? Choutaro mumbled loudly (is that possible?) as he quickly got out of his seat to help them both up. He didn't expect anything shocking to happen… at least, not 5:30 in the morning! He was also surprised that Shishido actually came early today, same goes with Gakuto. Heck, he actually had a bad feeling that he didn't sleep at all.

"Ow…my head…Shishido groaned as he rubbed his temples while feeling the throbbing rhythm of his pain. Now he felt terribly awful. His mother woke him up really early just when he was about to sleep at 3:30 in the morning. He really didn't care about the Training Camp. But just when he actually felt better, Gakuto had to be there to ruin it. Such luck…

"Whee! Let's go again! Let's go again!" Gakuto exclaimed clumsily, still on the ground waving his hands rhythmically while chanting the same 3 words over and over. He wasn't on his right mind after the fall. The hit on his head took his whole conscience.

Disclaimer/Author: Eep...that was long o.o

What do you think about it? I tried my best to finish it in one day...Oh no! It's 3:05 am!

Please review! I would like to know if you think I should continue this or leave it be…