Summary: Good-Bye Juice was the original name, and its purpose was to help Echizen with his double play… however, it provokes the weirdest side effects ever and the Prince of Tennis becomes Matchmaker King under the bewildered eyes of his team mates. Vote for his victims!

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-Apocalypse Juice made with love-

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"Yadda"

The reply was short and contained absolutely no hesitation.

"Echizen, it may look nasty, but it will help your tennis."

The freshman snorted of disbelief. "Inui-senpai, I'm sure it's as nasty as it looks. You make them worse every time"

"Probability that you'd think that: 89 percent. And you're half-right, because until now, the taste of my concoctions had decrease by 3.4 percent for each experiment. But this juice is my Good-Bye Gift to you and I tried to make it… special", Inui explained with his most convincing tone.

"'Special' is not reassuring, senpai. Beside, why would I want to drink that willingly?"

The rest of the tennis club nodded a silent agreement. They had gathered around the two at the moment Inui had shoved a glass filled with unknown ingredients that had managed to make the juice (if you dare call it like that) black and white, without mixing and becoming grey. Scary.

"Because we, 3rd years, are leaving in a month, and we want Seigaku Jr. High to stay has strong as it is this year, on every aspect"

"And how can food poisoning me can help that cause?" Ryoma asked, not sure if it was a joke and he should laugh. But he erased that possibility, because it was Inui, and the only thing he suspected Inui found funny was to see people blacking out after drinking his juices. So Ryoma blanched instead.

"It'll help your double play" Fuji informed him with his usual smile… except that it seemed scarier, strained with fake sweetness.

"Nya, it's true, Ochibi! I helped Inui make it! So did Oishi! It's filled with love! Ne, Oishi?" Kikumaru said/yelled while hugging Seigaku first year rookie, because we just know he has to do that. Echizen sent a quizzical look to Oishi, who nodded with an uncomfortable smile.

And he relaxed. Because Oishi wouldn't let a team mate be endangered, the juice must be safe.

Maybe it won't taste good, because it's still signed by Inui, but hey!

His glance travelled around and halted on Tezuka, who remained calm as always.

"Buchou"

Seigaku captain nodded. "Be Seigaku Pillar of Support, Echizen"

It did it. After all, he had almost refused to go to the U.S. Open for this reason, what will be drinking Inui (he hoped) last juice in comparison?

Accepting his fate, he took the glass and gulped it down in one shot, under the curious eyes of the entire tennis club…

"How was it?" Momo asked.

Ryoma was staring at the glass in his hand and croaked out a small "…sweet…"

"You mean it was good???"

The young boy shook his head no and corrected himself "No… I meant too much sugar… WAY too much!"

And then his teeth began falling one after another…

Kidding, actually, what happened was that Eiji laughed shyly and took the blame on himself. He had poured half a Ponta in it and several sugars after all…

"How do you feel?" Oishi-mama worried. Because Oishi-mama always worry.

"I feel hyper… I wanna jump nya! And I'm worried…" Echizen stated.

"Worried? About what? Is there anyone who needs help?" Oishi wondered, panic gaining his senses.

"I don't know exactly why, but I feel like I should worry" Seigaku rookie shrugged. "Hoi! But you shouldn't worry, Oishiiii! Nyaa!"

Everyone around was staring at the freshman with bewildered expressions. That he hadn't faint after drinking the juice was something, that he started worrying for no reason and talk like a certain hyper acrobat…

Tezuka mouth twitched. "Inui. Explain."

"Probability of this happening: 5.1 percent. Reason for happening would be that I put the Golden Pair DNA in the drink so he can play decent doubles… But he also got their attitudes… Ii data"

"Echizen."

"Buchou! Hoi, wanna play against me and Oishi? Oh, no, don't listen to me. If I had to play doubles with someone, it'd be Eiji for sure."

The Seigaku #1 double players gaped. Not only did Ryoma get their personalities, but he talked the exact same way they did.

"Hoi, maybe they can become the Golden Trio instead" Momoshiro joked.

"Baka. There's no trio in tennis" Kaidoh hissed.

"What!? Who are you calling baka?!"

And then they start their casual arguing, because it was normal, and that normal was something soothing when the cocky and cold Boy Wonder became a replica of the mother hen and the bouncing ball… but like this story shouldn't be normal, Ryoma face beamed, like dawned with illumination, at the sight of the fighting pair.

"What are you thinking about, Echizen?" Fuji asked nicely.

"I was thinking…"

He paused, letting the suspense grab them: who will come out? Oishi-mama or Hyper-Eiji?

"They would make an interesting couple" he continued. "Maybe I can match them"

The regulars blinked.

The club members blinked.

Ryuzaki-sensei blinked.

Tezuka, Kaidoh and Momoshiro blinked.

Inui blinked, even if no one saw it.

Fuji didn't blink, because he wouldn't open his eyes just to blink. No, he tilted his head instead.

"Saa… Maybe I can help you" he suggested with his permanent smile.

Echizen grinned back, and this is where the true story starts…

Except that, unfortunately, this is also where the chapter ends. They do need time to plan it, after all.

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So this was the first chapter, which I wrote very randomly, because the idea kept nagging me. If you wonder why he turned matchmaker, it's simply because Eiji poured too much love into it. :)

Please review and vote for Matchmaker Echizen next victims!