A/N: Hey everyone! This is heartPoTforever here! This story was actually written on chocohug which is Ji hyun's profile! Yeah! So we are reposting this on this shared account since we're writing this story as a pair! (: I think I just abused my exclamation mark usage. XD For those who are new to the story, this idea was actually conceived by the two of us during an incredibly boring biology lesson. So we talked about Prince of Tennis characters switching bodies and what would have happen. Thus, Freaky Friday was born! :D Hope you enjoy reading this story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis nor do I own its characters. I wish I did... D:
FREAKY FRIDAY
"Ohayo Oishi! It's Friday! No more school for the next two days!" Eiji Kikumaru called as he bounced, cart wheeled and back-flipped in for morning practice. How he managed to do all that at one go is still a mystery.
"Ahh, Eiji! You're almost late! You should quickly go and change before Tezuka makes you run laps." Oishi Shuichiroh answered, worrying as usual. Eiji was just about to jump on the poor guy and call him stupid for fretting so much when Tezuka Kunimitsu thundered, "Eiji! 20 laps around the court! I can't stand people who are late!"
Eiji's usual grin changed into a slight frown of frustration which obviously said something like 'what's wrong with Tezuka-buchou? Really, I technically came on time…' but he went of to run anyway because he knew that Tezuka would increase the number of laps if he complained.
Oishi's frown deepened as he noticed that Eiji was frowning and that wasn't a good sign. He was also bright enough to notice that Tezuka had been picking on his doubles partner for some time now and he decided that the best way was to just fret over everything until he found some adequate solution or something happened which allowed him to delete that worry from his overly long 'to-be-anxious-about-list'.
On the other side of the court, Echizen Ryoma, Fuji Shuusuke and for some reason, Horio Satoshi was spectating Momoshiro Takeshi and Kaidoh Kaoru arguing.
"Oi! Mamushi! So you think you're better than me at tennis? You should stop kidding yourself, you should." Momo sneered at the irate Kaidoh, even while struggling against Taka-san's grip.
"Urusei! Don't underestimate Kaidoh Kaoru! I am much better than you and you know it! Fshuuuu!" Kaidoh hissed back.
"Mada mada dane." Echizen rolled his eyes as he lowered his cap and muttered to himself. Next to him was Fuji, who was grinning his favourite 'I'm-smiling-now-but-if-you-make-me-pissed-I'll-beat-the-crap-outta-you' smile. Horio, being the only non-regular there, felt freaked out by that smile but decided that he did not want to feel left out and resolved to say, "Hah! With my two years of tennis experience, I could even get a few matches from the two of them! And by next year, I could own both of them at once!" Then he looked around and realized… Katou Kachirou and Mizuno Katsuo weren't there to marvel at him. And he looked up and realized again that… Fuji was looking down at him with that eerie smile of his.
At the court itself…
"BURNING!!!! Come on baby!" Kawamura Takashi shouted as he sent another two-handed hadoukyuu to Inui Sadaharu.
"Hmm… Ii data. Taka-san's power is increasing by the day. But I still have not understood the mysteries of his double personality." Inui muttered to himself even as his racket flew out of his hand from the impact of the hadoukyuu.
"Is that the best you can do? Yeah baby! Greato!" Taka congratulated himself as Inui walked towards his side of the court.
"Inui, are you okay? Your racket flew away again…" the normal, timid Taka returned as his racket was taken away from him. But Inui just walked away, muttering again. Taka felt ditched but being the nice guy he is he just left it there wondering what was wrong with Inui.
In another court, Kachirou and Katsuo were practicing racket swings and they only had three hundred left before they could collapse onto the floor in exhaustion.
**&**
That afternoon, these very two suddenly decided to go to a random Chinese restaurant for dinner together and ditch Horio. Frankly, he was annoying and they figured that Horio wouldn't look in a CHINESE restaurant.
"Ahh!!!! Katsuo! Why are they here?" Kachirou suddenly screamed. Yes, to their utter dismay, they found everyone there. That is, all the regulars and most irritatingly, Horio.
They found themselves a big circle table with only 12 seats, which meant two people had to suffer by sitting next to Horio.
Echizen was the one who noticed that fact first. He quickly grabbed Taka and Momo in each hand and shoved them in the seats next to him, thus putting himself in the safe zone. Then, everyone else realized what was going on and there was a mad scramble for chairs which included everyone. Minus Horio and Fuji. And of course Echizen, Taka and Momo as they were already seated and the last two decided they were too nice to force people to sit next to them. When the dust cloud made by the group of them settled, it revealed two boys, namely Eiji and a regretting Momo. They looked up to Fuji with puppy-dog eyes, well kitty-cat eyes for Eiji's case, each begging him to sit next to them. But Fuji had other plans. He walked up to Kachirou and smiled a 'do-you-wanna-sit-there-and-die-or-go-sit-next-to-Horio-grin'.
"Ano, Fuji-senpai, do you want to sit here?" Kachirou asked Fuji, cleverly deciphering the smile. And so, Kachirou had to stand up while Fuji contentedly seated himself beside Katsuo who trembled in fear, wondering what the tensai might do to him.
So obviously, Kachirou became subjected to the torture of the puppy-dog, or kitty-cat, eyes. Nervously, he sensibly asked them to do rock-paper-scissors to decide among themselves.
"Noo! Momo! This isn't fair! Rematch! Rematch nya!!!" Eiji complained as Momo won him, over and over again. After 10 minutes, the unfortunate Kachirou could finally sit down next to a grinning Momo while Eiji whined in protest. And after 20 minutes of standing, transparent, poor Horio could finally sit down next to a whining Eiji and an uncomfortable Kachirou.
During dinner, they were unusually silent as they had become ravenous after an intense musical chair like session. They shoveled food in their mouths and finished their food in record time. Exactly 1 minute and 04 seconds, Inui noted.
Oishi decided that it was a good time to fret since he was full and there was nothing better to do. His chosen topic was, fortune cookies. Yes, you read correctly, fortune cookies. He believed that every respectable Chinese restaurant should give fortune cookies to everyone and no fortune cookie just simply meant, crap restaurant. And he had felt the food there was very nice so he didn't want the restaurant to be marked as crap. And so on.
Luckily for Oishi, his precious, key-to-becoming-a-good-chinese-restaurant fortune cookies arrived.
Each of them took one and there were cracking sounds everywhere as they boys opened their cookies and read the little fortunes inside.
"Fuji! How about you read out your fortune first?" Oishi asked. Fuji smiled another one of his smiles.
"Oh actually never mind I'll go first…" decided Oishi since he valued his life. "You will get to understand your friends better."
There was a collective gasp at the table as everyone stared at their fortunes and stared back at Oishi.
"Huh? What's going on here?" Horio asked as he came back from the toilet. Frankly, no one had missed him and they all glared at Horio for not sharing the gasp with them.
Together, everyone minus Horio and Oishi exclaimed, "Our fortune is exactly the same as yours!" Oh, and Tezuka didn't say anything either because he was too cool to so something as uncool as exclaiming.
A look of comprehension and apprehension dawned on Oishi's face as he realized it was exactly like that Disney movie he and Eiji liked, FREAKY FRIDAY, while Horio just stood there feeling sad because no one bothered to tell him anything.
**&**
"Oyasumi nasai everyone," Oishi called before going to bed. In bed, he fretted over the similarity between the movie and the events that had occurred that evening. And he also decided to fret over the fact that he had not told anyone. 'What if it wasn't just a feeling but real? Then tomorrow…' he worried.
