The Party – A Prince of Tennis fanfic
A/N: Disclaimer on profile. This one-shot/two-shot is what I think would happen if all the main characters in Prince of Tennis all went to Atobe's party. Crack. I'm also just writing whatever comes into my mind, so sorry if there's a lot of typos and whatnot and if the story makes no sense whatsoever. Also, there will be no yaoi and no pairings either.
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One fine summer day, during summer break, all was quiet at the Atobe mansion. Until a loud: "JACQUES!! Get over here!! I need you to comb ore-sama's hair!!" was heard.
"Right away, young master." Was Jacque's curt reply.
"And hurry it up, too. Ore-sama's party is in an hour. And ore-sama knows ore-sama doesn't want the guests seeing ore-sama's hair like this." Said Atobe. To a normal onlooker, Atobe's hair would seem totally normal. But to our favorite resident diva, that one hair, two inches above his left ear was slightly crooked. And it upset him greatly.
So Jacques, a mustached man in his mid-fifties, proceeded to carefully comb Atobe's one hair two inches above his left ear into place.
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"Ne, Momo-senpai. Why do we have to go to Atobe-san's party?" asked Ryoma.
"How am I supposed to know? Tezuka-buchou just told us not to be late, that's all."
"Mada mada dane, senpai."
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So, at exactly a quarter past two, all the regulars from Seigaku, Hyotei, and Rikkai Dai showed up at Atobe's doorstep, along with two people from St Rudolph, three people from Fudomine, three people from Yamabuki, three people from Josei Shounan, and three people from Rokkaku, and all their coaches.
A butler, Jacques, opens the door and leads everyone inside……………….
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A/N: Wow. That sucked. Oh well, I already said at the beginning that I would just type whatever comes into my mind. I think I'm going to end this story within 5 chapters or so. Rates and reviews greatly appreciated!! Watch out for the next chapter!