A/N: My internet was down on Saturday at about four and I wrote a couple stories while I was waiting for it to reconnect. I wrote this since I had just played Big Booty not tweleve hours ago at my friend's church's lock-in. I had a great time but this story also has a lesson I learned that night and it has nothing to do with church. Read on to find out.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Prince of Tennis. Takeshi Konomi does. If I owned the Prince of Tennis, there would so be so many cross overs with other series included in the main story line.
"Big Booty, Big Booty, Big Booty. Oh yeah (oh yeah), Big Booty (Big Booty)."
"Big Booty, number one."
"Number one, number four."
"Number four, number two."
"Number two, Big Booty."
"Big Booty, number Five."
"...Crap. That's me."
After staying in their same spots, six of the Rikkaidai regulars continued on in their game of Big Booty. Yukimura had taken the spot of Big Booty not too long ago when he caught the Trickster off guard and took his place. Niou had now worked his way up to number one and had yet to catch his captain off guard to take his rightful place as Big Booty back. Marui followed Niou in the Number two spot and Kirihara had managed to keep number three for the past few rounds. Renji and Jackal had kept alternating spots as numbers four and five since the others above them where better at this game then them. Renji had kept losing because he had tried to calculate the percentages of what number people would call and kept forgetting to make his turn after his number was called. Jackal was just plain bad at the game and was currently stuck at the number five spot. Yagyuu didn't want to have anything to do with the game and was off in his little corner doing more important things like reading, homework, or gentlemen like things that gentlemen do. Such as helping old ladies cross the street but since there are no streets in a tennis club's changing room, he could assist no old ladies that evening. Sanada, having never played Big Booty before, was watching the game before him while trying to comprehend the rules.
"So, you all say that chant at the beginning and the 'Big Booty' says a number after their name. Right?" Sanada asked checking to see if he was right since no one cared to explain the rules before they began.
"Yeah, and the numbers say something like 'Number three, number two' to call on then next person," Kirihara, feeling nice, explained further. "And if you don't stay in beat then you get booted to the back of the line. Or, if you don't say anything when your number is called, or simply say something that is not a know language, then you get booted to the back of the line."
"I think….I'll try one time," Sanada said taking a spot next to Jackal and claimed the number six spot. After several rounds he had made his way up to being number two.
The next day at morning practice, it was silent among the regulars except a certain regular with one way glasses.
"You know, you all shouldn't have played for that game for an hour an a half at your maximum volume," Yagyuu smirked in a gentleman like way.
"Yagyuu, run a hundred laps," Yukimura ordered as his voice changed from high pitched to low throughout his sentence.
Pushing up his glasses, Yagyuu left to complete his laps before classes began. Meanwhile, the rest of the regulars tried to rest their vocals chords so they could possibly speak normally by the end of the day. That was hard for Sanada due to the fact that Kirihara and Niou kept goofing off despite the silence.
"KIRIHARA! NIOU! Fifty laps! TARUNDORU!"