Disclaimer: Fuku-bucho do not own PoT. We just buy it off the internet. Well, at least Fuku does. Bucho, you're sooo mean!!!!! We do not own I Kissed A Girl or take any credit for the song. Everything goes to the Katy Perry and her cherry chapstick

On with the story!!!!!

It was just another normal day at Rikkaidai, if a day at Rikkaidai could ever be normal. As usual, Marui was getting high off his bubblegum, Jackal was shaving his already bald head, and Kirihara was asking Renji what a orgasm was. Renji was blushing and trying hard not to have one himself. Yagyuu was just staring off into space, and Niou was trying to use his shiny glasses as a mirror. Because he wanted to start a fire. To get Yagyuu's attention. Then they can CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED . All was peaceful, until suddenly… "YAGYUU-SEMPAI!"

Yagyuu jumped 3 feet in the air, whacking himself the random golf club he was holding. He took a deep breath and pushed his glasses up. "What is it, Akaya?" he asked in that annoying, British voice of his.

"Yagyuu-sempai, Renji won't tell me what a orgasm is," Kirihara whined.

Renji suddenly appeared behind him from thin air. "He is too young to know."

Yukimura, who was watching the whole scene, rolled his eyes and told all the regulars to do 100 laps. It was then that they noticed that certain people were missing.

"Oi! Where's Sanada fukubuchou and Niou-sempai?"

"Hmm... ie data," Renji said, popping up behind Kirihara.

"AHHHH! Sempai, you're just like that Inui stalker freak!"

"Ahem… it was I who taught Sadaharu those skills," Renji coughed.

"AHHHH!! Sempai, you're a stalker freak!"

Suddenly, they felt a tap on their shoulders and turned around to see Yukimura looking really pissed. "We can worry about Renji's stalking habits later. Right now, go find Sanada and Niou or I'll post those pictures I took of you pole dancing in a tutu on Myspace!"

"Pictures!? What pictures? There are pictures? Let me see!!!!!…Not that I'm interested or anything…" Yagyuu stammered.

Yukimura's eyebrows rose. " It's ok, Hiroshi. Even gentlemen have urges."

Renji and Kirihara paled, and ran off to go find the two missing members. Behind a bush, a pair of aqua eyes was glinting evilly.

Meanwhile, Sanada was in the locker room, extremely pissed. He had opened his locker to find that his neatly folded Rikkaidai tennis uniform had been replaced with…lingerie?

He gingerly picked up the corner of the lacy… um… underwear, and threw it into the garbage can. Niou, you will definitely get 300 laps for this! He thought, glaring at the ground. When he went back to look into his locker again, he saw a note stuck to the side. It read:

Dear Gen-chan,

Did you like your new clothes? I spend an awful lot of money trying to find the right size for you. Happy wearing!

-Your mysterious admirer (heart)

P.S. Don't you think "I kissed a girl" is a really catchy song?

Sanada rubbed his head. Now he understood why Tezuka was always ordering migraine pills. Maybe one day, he would go get some.

Out of nowhere, "I Kissed a Girl" started blaring in his head. Sanada banged his head against the wall and tried to get it out, with no avail. Finally, he sighed. You know what? He thought angrily. I'll just sing the stupid song, no one's around anyway. But I'm going to beat the crap out of Niou later. Sanada glanced around to check, and as he thought, the locker room was empty. So he started humming.

The regulars were frantically searching for the vice-captain and the resident Trickster when they heard the crackling of speakers. They turned around, only to see Niou sneaking out of the locker room with an evil smile on his face. Yukimura stepped forward. "What…"

Niou put a finger over his lips and winked. "Wait."

A moment later, they heard a very manly voice singing,

"I kissed a girl and I liked it,
the taste of her cherry chap stick.

I kissed a girl just to try it

Hope my boyfriend don't mind it…"

Everyone's eyes popped in surprise, even Niou's freakishly small ones. Trying not to laugh, they all took a step forward to hear more.

"It felt so wrong, it felt so right,

don't mean I'm in love tonight,"

Sanada's voice belted out.

Wow, I feel so much better while singing this song. My migraine is disappearing, he thought, feeling calm.

Outside the locker room, Niou was standing on Yagyuu's shoulders, filming Sanada's song through the window. Everyone was so busy laughing that they didn't see Sanada walking out of the locker room with a faint smile on his face.

"Yukimura, what is going on? Why aren't they practicing?" he demanded when he saw the regulars crowded around something.

Yukimura said nothing. A moment later, he started to shake, collapsing to the ground.

"YUKIMURA!" *insert constipated face here* Sanada screamed. "WHAT'S WRONG?"

The captain began sobbing, turning his face away from the fukubuchou to wink at his teammates. "Sanada, how could you! You betrayed me!" he whispered. "You kissed a girl after you promised to stay faithful to me!"

The latter looked confused. Images of heroin and ecstasy raced through his head. "What happened to Yukimura?" he barked at the regulars. "What did you do to him?"

"Don't blame them! It's all your fault! You always said I was better than any girl!" Yukimura screamed.

Sanada looked flustered for a moment, before gaining his composure. "What?"

"You heard me. You told me I was better in bed than any of the others!"

The fukubuchou sputtered and was squeaking in a girly, high voice when an excited yell nearly made him deaf. "Sanada! We almost have 50,000 views on Youtube! Look!" Marui shouted.

He barely kept from fainting at the sight of the video of him singing and dancing, while the others screamed, "Seigaku will love this!"

Looking for the still hysterical Yukimura to the whooping regulars, the only thing poor Sanada could think of to say was "Tarundoru!"

So he did, and stalked off, not before assigning each of the members 500 laps each, including Yukimura.

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Omake:

"Tezuka, you should take a look at this…" said Fuji.

Tezuka walked over to the computer.

He stared at it. And stared. And stared some more.

"Hmm… it is a rather catchy song isn't it?" Fuji asked. He began humming it softly as he walked out of the room.

Tezuka closed his eyes and reached for his migraine pills. Out of nowhere…

" I kissed a girl and I liked it,
the taste of her cherry chap stick.

I kissed a girl just to try it,

Hope my boyfriend don't mind it,"

Tezuka groaned. Here we go again...