Haven't exactly done all my research...

there will be endnotes or footnotes, w/e they're called, for clarity, just in case you're sort of updated on manga...

However, I'd much prefer you were completely updated on it..

Match between Seshiren vs. Nagoya Seitoku (that school Rikkaidai faced right before Seigaku)

"We'll beat those Japanese bastards straight through."

"Hey.. Riki, I'm going ignore what they're saying."

"Don't worry Saito, you can have a 40 minute nap, because that's how long the next two matches will take."

"CAPTAIN! CAN I SLEEP TOO?!?!"

"NO! YOUR MATCH IS NEXT!!!"

"Hey, take this money and go buy me some chicken..."

"LISTEN YOU DUMBASS!"

"Captain, I don't think it's smart for me to sleep."

"Be sure to buy KFC."

"Hey Corian, don't forget to tell him to order mashed potatoes too."

"Yeah, that too."

"Captainnnnnnnn, they mean. I wanna kick them."

Riki sighed, but he knew very well the brothers would catch on to everything he was planning to do. He walked onto the court, and on the other side was a stocky looking guy. He began to trash talk Riki, but Riki was thinking about how to beat this guy under 20 minutes. He looked up as the man sitting high up on that chair really close to the net announced that Riki was serving first.

"Here goes!" Riki slammed his racket into the ball that he just threw into the air. The result, a 210kmh serve (I forgot the National record, but the point is that he doesn't break it yet.) The effect, a clean service ace. After that, the cause, result, and effect was repeated 3 more times, ending the first game in close to two minutes.

As the two switched courts, the other team trashed talked some more (they need to get a life), and Riki calmly went on the other side, but the enviroment was unusally quiet. Seishiren wasn't cheering for their captain for some apparent reason. Occasionally, there was a random, "C'MON BABY!" from Saito, the vice-Captain, but the younger Whim brother was sleeping, while the older was trying to get another freshman member into playing cards with him. The rest of the freshmen seemed to look as though that cheering wasn't allowed, and the seniors didn't appear to watch the match with curiosity, but rather resentment.

Nyder, who was called "Guardian of the Net" on the court, went up to Saito. "You know what this means right?" he asked him."

Saito replied calmly, "Yeah, it's one hell of a gamble."

"It also shows how much confidence he has in your serve."

"It's more than that. You know Riki always looooooooooves keeping things from people. Just like how he's keeping you away from the baseline."

"... I hate volleying. It's against my honor."

"We know, we all know."

Nyder didn't look to happy, but a sitting Saito stood up, clasped his shoulder and told him, " Don't worry, you won't play down there today. In fact, you won't play at all..."

"Riki," the coach began.

"Don't worry," Riki replied.

"I know you're going to win this match, and I am very certain you'll be able to pull off the impression you want to give your opponent, but next round is Rikkaidai. You sure about this?" the coach asked.

"Renji isn't going to be expecting us next round," Riki answered.

The coach chuckled,"In that case, go nuts."

"Sure..." he began.

"Captain, your tennis has no melody to it," interrupted Feder.

"Captain, you're going to easy on the opponent," said Saito, who was now right in front of Riki.

"Captain, your match is boring," shouted Zenke, who was high up in the stands playing cards.

"And to think... I'm planning to go all the way with these guys..." sighed Riki.

"You think you won already. You're dead," his opponent said in a threatening voice.

Riki looked at him. He said nothing. He prepared himself for his opponents serve. The opponent raised his racket, and took a pose that anyone from Seigaku could recognize. It was the twist serve.
The opponent hit the serve with ease, and it went straight for Riki's face, but Riki hit the serve too many times to not know how to return it, so he arched his back, and shot it straight back.

"Like that solves your problems!" the opponent yelled cross the court, but when he hit the ball across, the ball went straight to Riki's hit range.

"What?!" he said in shock. Riki's stance appeared as though he was going to hit a drop shot, and he did. "I can make it," he thought to himself, but as the ball hit the floor, the ball rolled back to the net. The opponent was stunned.

"Don't let your guard down," Riki said.

"Impossible... Tezuka Kunimutsu's drop shot?" he muttered to himself. "What's going on...NO! I WON'T LET SOME ISLANDER WIN!" He served again, it was twist, but again, Riki returned it easily. Now as the ball was returned back and forth, both sides were running from corner to corner. "So it was a fluke," the opponent thought to himself. The rally continued, and Riki felt his confidence growing again, so he waited for topspin, and topspin came along. He changed his stance so that his left leg was standing far more in front than it should, and his hands were raised as though he was performing taichi. He sliced at the ball, and when the opponent went to return the shot, he waited for the bounce, but it never came. The ball rolled right along the floor.

"Tsubame Gaeshi," Riki said.

that was a lot of crap... wonder if you read all of it...

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