Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis; they're owned by their respectful owner, Takeshi Konomi. Author's notes: Please read and enjoy. If you don't like it, kindly leave comments as to why not and what needs to be further fixed Arigatou gozaimasu.

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"You are on the verge of failing your science class."

A small nod.

"What exactly are you getting in it?"

"An average D..."

"... If you fail it, you will become ineligible for extra curricular activities such as clubs, sports, etc. That means you won't be allowed to stay in the boy's tennis team if this continues on any further. Do you understand?"

Another small nod.

The principal sighed while looking at the student before him with sympathy in his eyes. He had been working hard, he knew, but this is just unacceptable. He understand that he had been busy preparing for the upcoming Nationals and he was darn proud of him, but what matters more are his grades.

"Kikumaru, Eiji, may I suggest tutoring?" he offered.

Eiji looked up, his eyes a little watery and his face flushed slightly. "Tutoring? I've been getting tutoring."

The principal tilted his head to the side in a questioning manner. "Oh? From who?"

"Oishi and Fuji. They're really smart. I guess it's just that I'm really slow and dumb, nya..."

The principal smiled and murmured, "Don't say that. You're a very bright kid; you're just not getting what you really need. I believe Shuuichiro and Syusuke wish the best for you, but friends tend to be a little forgiving on their end of it, am I right? Do they not let you slack off a little bit?"

"...Hai."

"Then I suggest getting a tutoring from a real science teacher. I'm sure Sagashi-sensei won't mind having you as a private student. I am telling you this with the best intent in heart. I don't want you to leave something you really love. You love tennis?" he questioned the student. He was answered with a more vigorous nod. "Then please do what I ask of you."

Eiji's face brightened up. "Hai! Arigato gozaimasu!" he bowed down. "I will try my best and do better, nya!" he exclaimed, happy that his Kouchou-sensei had somehow found a way for him to stay in his beloved sport.

"Why won't you go ahead and head on to practice? Tell Kunimitsu that I am sorry for keeping you in my office." He paused to recollect his thoughts, "Make you that you come by Sagashi-sensei's room later and inform him of your predicament. Understood?"

"Hai!"

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"Is everything alright, Eiji?" asked the Seigaku tensai, Syusuke Fuji, to his adorable, auburn-haired friend. The wind blew his bangs over his closed, smiling eyes that rarely opened up to reveal lovely blue orbs.

"Hai, hai. Kouchou-sensei talked to me about science class. I'm failing it... and he said if I get a fail on the next grading period, I will become ineligible for the team—but it's ok though!" Kikumaru said hurriedly, noticing the look on his friend's face: horror. "It's ok, he found a way. I'm going to get tutoring, nya."

"Aa..."

"Seriously, Fuji! It's alright! Nyahahaha! Don't worry about it."

"Eiji-senpai!"

Both Eiji and Fuji turned around at the sound of the voice. Momoshiro Takeshi.

"Hoi Momo, what's up?"

Momoshiro ran up to them and boasted to the skinnier guy in front of him, "Let's play a game, Eiji-senpai! Me and you ["You and I", Fuji corrected in the background]. I've been sprucing up my dunk smash and I can't wait to try it on someone!" Momoshiro's purple eyes glinted in the sun.

"Hoi, hoi! Ok, but I will win! You're going to have to buy me ice- cream ok?!"

Momoshiro grinned wider. "That won't happen... it just won't."

Kikumaru giggled at his younger friend's cockiness. He hopped towards the nearest empty court and yelled out to Fuji, "Bai bai, Fuji! I'll talk to you more later, nya?" Fuji only smiled.

"Eiji-senpai! No ads, ok? That takes too long," Momoshiro complained.

"Okaay!"