This was written due to –
A: BOREDEM!!!
B: due to my mind taking a very serious slide sideways!!!!!!!!!
C: watching WAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYY to much Prince Of Tennis chibi ep's!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ......................................................................................................KIDS CAN BE SOOOOOOO TROUBLESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Tezuka Kunimitsu knew he was in trouble. He'd known ever since yesterday he was going to be sailing roughly into uncharted waters, and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. He was up the creek without a paddle and about to plunge over a 50ft waterfall, to splatter messily on the sharp rocks below. Arms folded, he glared at his smirking teammates, silently wondering just how the hell he had ended up in this sorry mess. When Sumire Ryuzaki had first approached the Seigaku tennis clubs stoic captain the day before, he had been tied after a very long day of tennis and totally distracted by the huge mountain of homework his teachers had thoughtfully heaped upon him. His somewhat foggy brain had kindly betrayed him, and agreed to his coach's innocent asking he take over her Saturday children's tennis clinic; as she had to deal with the fact that "something had come up". Of course, once his mind had woken up to slap him silly and REMIND him of the conversation he'd had with his sensei, he had done just what any hopelessly trapped person would do. He had enlisted the enthusiastic help of his team.
The results had been somewhat interesting. Echizen Ryoma had pulled his cap down over his eyes and muttered about not involving him. Oishi Syuichiro had calmly agreed to help, and Kikumaru Eiji had leapt around like a maniac saying how much fun it was going to be. When he had asked Fuji Syusuke, his serene, smiling nod had spoken volumes. "Where you are, I am" his face seemed to say. The squared off glasses of one Inui Sadaharu glinted with malicious pleasure at the thought of new victims for his juice, and Kawamura Takashi had scratched his head thoughtfully a moment before quietly agreeing to aid his captain. Both Momoshiro Takeshi and Kaidoh Kaoru had refused, but after joining Ryoma for a gruelling 100 laps around the court the trio were ready to agree to anything their captain ordered!!!!!
Now, as Tezuka found himself facing 20 pairs of eyes waiting for him to do something, he shot a stern look at his team and asked himself just what that old bat Ryuzaki suddenly had against him! "10 laps!" he barked, thinking it was a great start. That was when his trouble began. Two little girls around the five-year-old mark, started to whimper "but that's too hard!!" Four of the boys Tezuka estimated to be aged roughly between six and nine ignored him to playfully tussle with each other. One of the older girls in the group suffered a sudden wack to the back of the head courtesy of her younger siblings racket; and the Seigaku tennis captain found himself trying to break up a brawl, while the remainder of the kids cheered them on!!! A few minutes later, a stern and slightly red-faced Tezuka managed to regain control; to send the group of youngsters off on a rebellious, shuffling jog of 30 laps.
Head bowed, eyes closed and arms habitually folded, Tezuka listened sourly as Fuji, Eiji and Momo sniggered insufferably from behind their hands. "TAKA!!" he rapped out moments later as he flung an imperious arm out to point at the flagging kids. "GET THEM MOVING!!!" Sighing, the brown haired youth rapidly trotted up behind the dispirited group. "Come on kids, run like this." One of the packs older boys deliberately slowed down then drawled. "Make us." Instantly, the rest joined in the mutiny. Lifting a puzzled hand to the back of his head, Taka chuckled nervously.
Seeing his friend in trouble, Ryoma casually strolled over; racket tucked loosely under one arm. Ignoring the kids' hostile stares, he muttered "mada mada dane." Removing the racket from his armpit with a flourish, the golden-eyed youth passed it to Taka. The effect on the young man was electric. Raising the stringed object to the sky, a wild look of crazed fire flaring in his normally placid eyes, he screamed out "GREAT BURNING" so loud that the kids nearly leapt clean out of their hides from shock.
To be continued........
Well folks, hope you like the way things are progressing!! This story is somewhat loosely based on reality, as I am a member of a tennis club, and help out with the kids tennis on a Saturday, and believe me, the little buggers can be trying!!! But its fun, and lets see what happens with Tezuka's little brat pack!! Part 2 coming soon as I can steal this computer off my husband again!!!!!!!! Hee hee!!!!!!!!!!!
