Disclaimer: I do not own PoT, maybe only the plot belongs to me...

Summary: A series of one-shot, unrelated events happening in Kantou. It all started with nothing but end up complicated, just the usual way of PoT.

YukimuraAme: Ok, I'm doing this without Shisho's help because Shisho is so busy that she cannot event update her own fic so Ame will have to DIY. I hope I don't make too much grammatical mistakes and all the nonsense. Please enjoy and please do read and review...Here goes...

A Series of Events II

Chapter 1 -- Sadist

It was a warm Friday afternoon when Tezuka led Seigaku tennis team into Rikkai Dai Fuzouku tennis courts. They were there for a friendly practice match against Rikkai Dai and all the regulars were excited about it except maybe Tezuka, because even if he was excited, there was absolutely no sign or trace showing his excitement.

Yukimura Seiichi, the captain of Rikkai Dai Fuzouku tennis team, came down personally, to welcome the Seigaku players.

"Good afternoon Tezuka. How's your arm?" Yukimura asked politely.

"It's good as new after the treatment." Tezuka replied. "How about you?"

"I'm fine too. The operation was a success." Yukimura answered. He then turned to his vice-captain. "I'll leave the team under your care as I have some important matters to discuss with Tezuka."

Sanada Genichirou nodded and so, Yukimura left the courts with Tezuka. The two captains talked quietly as they walked up to the clubhouse.

As soon as the captains left the courts, Kirihara Akaya, Rikkai Dai's second-year ace, walked over to Seigaku's genius, Fuji Shuusuke and smirked. "Ne Fuji Shuusuke! How were your eyes? I most definitely did not want you to go blind. I thought you were able to dodge the ball, but I guess I was wrong about you."

Fuji opened his eyes but said nothing. Kikumaru Eiji bounced over to shield his best friend. "Hoi! Loser, Fuji beat you in tennis so you should bow to him and get your ass out of here nya."

"Ha! Who are you to tell me what I'm supposed to do? If he hadn't lost his eye sight temporarily, I bet he couldn't have beaten me." Kirihara folded his arms and retorted. "He knows that too, don't you? Fuji Shuusuke."

"Why, we can try again. I'll crush you anytime." Fuji answered coolly.

"That's right! Fuji-senpai is 1000percent stronger than you, you loser!" Momoshiro Takeshi and Kaido Kaoru supported Fuji.

"You wanna try?" Kirihara snarled and glared at Fuji, eyes gradually turning red.

Just then, Kirihara's babysitter, Kuwahara Jackal came over and caught him by the arm. "Akaya, you'd better stop this nonsense before Yukimura comes back."

"Maa…maa everyone. We are here for practice and not to quarrel, let's get on to what we're supposed to do alright?" The mother of Seigaku, Oishi Shuichiro joined in for peacemaking too.

"HA! No guts! Seigaku is a bunch of cowards." Kirihara continued to mock at Seigaku, daring and challenging Fuji to play against him.

"Akaya, stop your nonsense!" Sanada stepped in just in time as Eiji, Kaido and Momoshiro rushed at Kirihara. "You know you will be in big troub—"

Before Sanada could finish his sentence, a ball came flying straight at Kirihara. Kirihara grabbed a racket nearby and caught the ball. Everyone turned to look from the direction of where the ball came from.

"Che... It's a pity that the ball didn't hit you. Who says Seigaku is a bunch of cowards?" Came the voice from the side of the court. Echizen Ryoma recovered from his serving stance and pointed his racket at Kirihara.

"Bring it on, brat." Kirihara snarled and waved the ball away. Unfortunately, he forgot who was standing in front of him. The ball went straight at Jackal, who dodged at the ball. The ball flew passed Yanagi Renji, who was standing right behind Jackel and crashed straight into the gentlemen, Yagyuu Hiroshi's face, shattering his glasses.

Yagyuu glared at Kirihara or rather the figure which he thought was Kirihara, through his empty rims and lost his cool almost instantly. He grabbed the basket of tennis balls nearest to him and hurled them at the figure. To everyone's horror, all the balls flew at Sanada.

"STOP THE NONSENSE NOW!" Sanada yelled as he caught all the balls with his racket, his forehead throbbing, green veins bulging. He was near to erupting now. Everyone, except the trouble-maker, turned their attention to Sanada.

"Aww…the fun was just getting started." Niou Masaharu complained under his breath.

The hot-headed second year ace was still too engrossed in challenging his rival school that all along, he was oblivious of his surrounding. "Show me your guts, Brat!" Kirihara continued, glaring at Echizen through blood-shot eyes. Echizen ignored him completely as he had his full attention on the fuming Sanada.

"Kirihara, stop your nonsense. You are ruining Rikkai's reputation!" Sanada commanded, with his eye twitching uncomfortably.

"I'm only challenging them to a match. What has that got to do with reputation? Besides, they started the nonsense first." Having heard Sanada's voice, finally, Kirihara rebutted.

Just then, a voice came from behind. "Akaya, I think we need to talk."

The Rikkai regulars all turned around to see Yukimura standing at the top of the spectator area, staring at Kirihara.

"B..but captain, they were the ones who started it first." As soon as Kirihara saw his captain, he began to sweat. He tried to explain to no avail.

"Akaya-chan, I said we need to talk." Yukimura repeated himself in a sing-song tone as he walked down the steps towards the courts, a smile plastered over his pale and pretty face. He put a comforting hand on Sanada's shoulder as he passed by him, as if saying "sorry for the trouble caused".

"No…captain…" Kirihara whimpered and shook his head, but his legs started moving towards his captain as though they had brains of their own.

"Oh no, Yukimura's smiling! Let's pray for Akaya now. Seigaku, the gods can hear us better with a louder voice. Please help with the prayer." Niou turned to the Seigaku players and asked for help.

"Come on, Akaya-chan, we don't have the whole day." Yukimura smiled and reached out to grab one of Kirihara's arms. Kirihara was then dragged along by Yukimura up the steps and into the clubhouse.

All the regulars from both Rikkai Dai and Seishun Gakuen knelt down to pray for Kirihara as he was dragged away by his captain.

"NO CAPTAIN, PLLLEASEEE…. I WON'T DO IT AGAIN, I PROMISE! NOOOO…." Kirihara screamed like a girl while the chanting continues.

End