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Dear Tensai,

I'm at lost right now. I'm at lost of my emotions. Is it possible to love your senpai? I always see him, in the morning, break, lunch, and practices. I need help, Tensai. Can you please help me sort out my feelings?

Yours truly,

Capped Boy

He stared at the letter, re-reading it over and over in the Seishun Gakuen's monthly newspaper. He ran a hand through his soft auburn hair. He opened his eyes, revealing blue eyes. Saa…Time to go and answer all of these letters, Fuji Syuusuke walked all the way from his Calculus class to the Newspaper class.

As he sat down, he got another letter, from Capped Boy. A small smile played on his lips, as he slightly had an idea on who this is. Picking up a piece of paper and a pen, he positioned the pen on top of the paper by a mere five centimeters from it.

Dear Capped Boy,

I've been in this situation before. Instead of my senpai, it was my kohai. At first I was the same as you, in utter lost. I had confessed my love, not directly. It's always implied in a way. Why won't you try that and see if it works?

Yours truly,

Tensai

Fuji nodded to himself as he picked up his stuff and walked out of the room, going down the club room. He passed his favorite kohai, the one he mentioned in the reply to Capped Boy's letter.

"Echizen," Fuji said, smiling at the young tennis prodigy. The said boy stopped awkwardly in his position, a small blush on his cheeks. "The club room is not that way." The younger boy nodded before he kept on walking. "Oi, Echizen, Tezuka will make you run if you're late again!"

"I have a pass!" was the only reply as the boy disappeared into his English class. The tensai shook his head as he continued his way to tennis practice.

It was that time of the month again, when the newspaper of the school got published, and the infamous Tensai's answers to all questions would be printed at the right hand column. Instead of one page this time, it has taken three pages to answer all of the questions. Fuji looked at the newspaper and smiled to himself. Another question was posted on the left hand side from Capped Boy once again.

Dear Tensai,

Who are you? How are you able to help us without knowing who we are? But those aren't my questions right now. Today, he did something odd. He asked me out on a date, and I'm given one week to answer him. What should I do? Should I accept the invitation or decline the invitation? It's seems like he's implying that he likes me, but…I'm not quite sure about that.

Yours truly,

Capped Boy

Fuji smiled once again. What a coincidence, he had asked Echizen out on a date and had given his kohai a week to reply. Within weeks, the "Ask Tensai" column has its own paper, coming out every two weeks.

He has been hoping to read the answer from Tensai soon. Echizen Ryoma was changing out of his tennis clothes, ready to go home.

"Ne, ne, ne! Ochibi-chan, do you want to go and eat with us, nya?" his cat-like senpai, Eiji Kikumaru, pounced on him as he buttoned the last one on his shirt. "Nya, Inui is paying!"

"…"

"Come on, Inui! You promised!" The powerhouse of Seigaku Tennis Club has entered the room, sweaty from running laps. "You promised that you'll treat us to anything we want or we get to read your data!" It was game they were playing. A wicked game called Speed. The youngest out of the whole Seigaku regular was forced to teach them a card game from America or it was Inui's Ultimate Juice Deluxe 6.4. The thought of it bought shivers through the young boy.

"Yadda, I need to go home," he said, taking out his bags. "Mada mada dane." He walked out on his senpais, who in exchanged, yelled at his disappearing figure. On his way out of the school's gate, he picked up a copy of "Ask Tensai" book. He quickly scanned through it, looking for a certain name.

Dear Capped Boy,

You should accept his invitation. It would be nice to also imply that you "like" him also. But! Don't make it sound so obvious! Just tell him maybe and wait until the end of school day and tell him to pick you up at your house. Also, force him to meet your parents!

Yours truly,

Tensai

He smirked as he stuffed the booklet in his backpack, walking home from school, all alone. It seems like this Tensai person was in the same situation as him, but he might be wrong. "Ja mata ne, Fuji-senpai," he said as he passed the tensai player.

"Saa…ja ne, Echizen," Fuji replied, smiling at his kohai and continued on walking down the street to the markets. "Oh, Echizen." The young prodigy spun around, facing fully at his senpai. "Tezuka said that there will be a competition tomorrow, so don't arrive late, or he'll make you run a 100 laps." An eyebrow twitched on the younger boy's face. "Come at 6 in the morning tomorrow, here, okay?" Another eyebrow twitched as Fuji turned around, smiling again.

"THE HELL! SIX IN THE MORNING! YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME, FUJI-SENPAI!" he shouted at his disappearing senpai.

"I'm not kidding, Echizen," a stoic voice said from behind him.

"Bu-buchou," he said, still twitching.

"I'll see you in the morning," the captain of the tennis club walked pass him, leaving him there.

Note: I won't be able to update until after August 20th! I hope you enjoy this chapter, and please review!