A/N: OK, so it's about 3 in the morning but I really wanted to get this story out there, its really bad but I hope you like it. It will only be a one-shot and its my first POT fanfic... please leave criticism
"Ochibi! Hurry up, we're going to be late for morning practise!" Momoshiro yelled. I sighed, I had such a bad headache and I could barely stand up. "Yes, momo-sempai." I called back before standing up slowly and picking all my stuff up. I hadn't finished my breakfast but, I didn't think I could so oh well.
I made my way slowly to the front door, Nanoko and my mother left early, (something about a woman's day out on her day off) and my dad was out in the temple again.
"At last, Echizen. You took ages!" Momo complained as I got on the back of his bike like usual. He frowned. "You OK, dude. Not ill are you?"
"No." I lied "I'm completely fine, as always." He believed me and soon we were at school. Honestly, who decided that tennis practise in the morning was a thing. I could still be sleeping!
After Momo locked his bike up, we walked to the locker room to dump our stuff and change.
"Anyway, you know…the look on his…awesome!" Momo prattled on and on about boring things, making my headache even worse.
"Sempai, do you mind." Ouch, that came out a bit ruder than I was hoping for. Luckily for me, Momo thought I was just grumpier than usual. "Geez, Echizen. Cheer up a bit would you? What's up?"
I felt bad, despite what other people thought, I didn't mean to always be rude, it just happened and usually I felt bad after.
I soon stopped feeling guilty as my headache eased a bit.
"Oi, I'll go ahead of you, just don't be late." Momo said as he left the room.
I started to change but, stopped immediately when a wave of dizziness and nausea enveloped me. As the bout passed I realise that tennis was going to be hard today. 'I should have stayed home' I thought to myself, morosely.
I was startled from my thoughts when I heard a loud bang. I looked around, another bout of dizziness going through me. It was Eiji.
"Ah, Morning Ochibi. How are you, nya~"
He yelled as he bounded towards me, smiling. He leapt at me as if I were some sort of rag doll, and clung to me for a couple minutes, cutting my supply to oxygen off.
I was rescued by Oishi. "Kikumaru! Get off of poor Echizen, he's turning blue!"
Indeed I was. I gasped for breath, he had a really tight grip!
"Are you feeling alright, Echizen?" came a worried voice from somewhere above me.
"Y..Yes." I replied although I really wasn't. I had finally regained my breath enough to sit up. Obviously, too fast because I spent another 30 seconds fighting a wave of nausea.
I had finally recovered enough to finish changing. The last one, again!
I ran out to the court, hoping that Tezuka buchou hadn't started practise yet.
He had. I was too late. I finished running to the court when he noticed me.
"Late again Echizen?" Tezuka stared down at me with a disapproving look in his eye. "Why am I not surprised? Twenty Laps! Now!"
He glared at me so I hurried to comply.
Around my 10th lap I started feeling really dizzy and thirsty. I hadn't been able to force anything down me this morning and was feeling the effects. At my 15th lap I had to stop. Unable to continue I sat down on the floor, panting. I could usually go about 100-150 laps before feeling like this.
Tezuka came over to me. "Echizen, are you feeling well? You seem to be lacking energy today." He seemed genuinely worried.
£I'm…fine…buchou" I managed to wheeze out. He obviously didn't believe me and asked again.
I was annoyed. Everyone seemed to be asking, I tried to stand up to prove him I was fine but, I fell down.
I braced for impact but, it never came. I opened my eyes to find myself in Tezuka's arms.
"Agg. Gomen buchou." I stuttered out embarrassed. I tried to jump up but, I was stopped by the feeling of dizziness.
"Echizen, you're obviously not fine, I'm taking you to the nurse's office. Oh and when you heal, 45 laps!"