Disclaimer: I do not own PoT or any companies, brands, songs etc. that may be mentioned in this fanfiction.

As said in the summary, this story will feature characters from the four schools, Seigaku, Rikkai, Hyoutei and Shitenhouji. Some chapters may feature one character, two characters, three characters or even the whole team. It's pretty much a series of one-shots, with may or may not have any relation to each other (mainly not). Other schools may pop up too, depending on my mood, and what I can think of. But yeah, focus is on the four schools mentioned. Some characters may appear more times than others, I mean by having more chapters for a certain character than others. This is where my bias for certain characters/schools (Rikkai) may start to appear. I apologize in advance for that.

The stories are completely random. Some may just be crack, some may be more serious, whatever I feel like writing really. I'm still practicing writing humour, as other attempts may or may not have failed. It might have something to do with my sense of humour but that's another story.

Warning: OOC-ness may occur at times. There will be OCs in some stories. There may be shounen-ai in some stories. I stress on 'may' because there is a high possibility that there might not even be any shounen-ai. I'm just putting it here in case I change my mind and feel like writing a story with some shounen-ai. Even if I do write one, it'll be light. So warning for light shounen-ai. There may also be heterosexual pairings.

Okay, so to start off, this chapter focuses on the main character from PoT, because well, all stories have to start with the main character, don't they?

Echizen Ryoma - Arrogance

Echizen was arrogant. It was a well-known fact.

But, at least, unlike others who could only boast (cough. Horio. Cough.), he had the skills to back it up.

However, maybe he should have toned it down just a little, because, if he did, he probably wouldn't be playing a badminton match against the apparently No. 1 badminton player in their school.

Now, what was so bad about that?

Firstly, he was terrible at badminton. Utterly terrible, horrible, plain horrible. Echizen couldn't hit the shuttlecock with the badminton racket for his life. Damn, even a rock would probably beat him hands down.

Echizen was fast to pick up sports, and is able to become extremely good at them after just one round of playing them. It was a talent that he could say that he was proud of. But, badminton was just that one sport that he couldn't pick up, even after trying for years.

Tennis and badminton both involved a racket and some kind of ball to hit. So, why could he play tennis but not badminton? Well, who knows.

Secondly, he was having his face beaten to the ground by a girl. A girl.

Okay, okay, now, let's get this right. Echizen wasn't sexist. Girls and guys can be equally good at sports. But, there was the issue about pride.

Echizen refuses to lose in anything, to anyone, it didn't matter whether it was a he or a she. He refuses to lose.

Thirdly, there was a crowd watching him get his butt kicked. Whoopee doo.

"Oh? So the prince of tennis can't play a game of badminton I see?" Murakichi Yasura sneered from the other side of the net. "Where did all your cockiness disappear to?"

Echizen gritted his teeth together has be picked himself up from the ground, where he had tried to save the shuttlecock from touching the ground by sliding so gracefully on the waxed surface.

"Mada mada dane," Echizen said, with whatever pride he had remaining.

"Tch," she clicked her tongue, "let's see how long your pride will last you. You've yet to even score a single point, not that I'm going to let you do so. This match is mine to win."

Echizen felt beads of sweat form on his forehead as he took position to receive Murakichi's serve.

He was going to lose. It was definite. However, he had to do something so that he wouldn't be defeated so terribly, because, dammit, his pride was at stake!

As he tried to form a plan in his mind, Echizen spotted someone familiar in the crowd.

His coach's granddaughter, going by the name of Ryuuzaki Sakuno.

Ah crap.

Losing face in front of a crowd was one thing. But losing face in front of someone he liked was a whole different story.

Okay, now he really had to think of something to make his defeat less…horrible.

He could just win.

HAHAHAHA! Really? Have you seen Murakichi's smashes? They could probably blow someone's head off.

So, that was one option down.

Forfeiting would be equivalent to running away, and damn, Echizen was a man, and being a man means that you do not back down from challenges. So that was ruled out too.

Echizen was running out of options.

WHAT could a man, in this situation, do?!

.~.

"Mada mada dane," Echizen smirked as he walked out of the gym, as casually as he could.

Murakichi was on all fours, smashing her fist against the ground, crying out cries of fury.

Okay, Echizen lost. He did.

So why was Murakichi Yasura so mad and why was Echizen smirking?

That was because, Echizen had managed to break her streak of not letting her opponents score a single point by scoring one lone point at Murakichi's match point.

All in all, he had lost, but he still managed to keep his pride.

Man…that felt sweet.

Maybe being arrogant wasn't so bad after all.

A/N: Constructive criticism or just any feedback is appreciated. The chapters are of various lengths, this was a short one, others would most likely be longer, I promise.