A/N: Drabble fic. AGAIN. This time it's about snow. And bananas are the most wonderful fruits on the planet.

"It never snows in Japan..." Sighed Kirihara, unhappily. "Well, almost never." Marui nodded and sighed in agreement, then looked up absently.

"We could make our own snow, you know."

Then continued to do whatever he was doing.

Kirihara gasped in astonishment and jumped up. "You're a genius, Marui-senpai!"

Marui just stared at Kirihara and rolled his eyes. "Psh. I KNOW that."

Since they had been talking by the side of the tennis courts at practice, the others heard this too.

Yukimura, who was busy crushing another insignificant non-regular in tennis, looked p. "Of course, Kirihara. If that's what you want, you shall have it." Then went back to crushing another's hopes and dreams.

This scene has been edited out because the authoress doesn't know how to describe making snow. And she is pretty sure you guys wouldn't want to be read about snow-making.

After the regulars had made a bunch of snow in Sanada's dojo (his mom was going to be very mad when she found out). They stood around and looked at the massive white lump.

"...So. What are we going to do with this?" Asked Jackal, looking at Kirihara. After all, it had been Kirihara's idea.

"Well...from what I see on T.V. people usually do this..."

He picked up some snow.

"And make it into a ball..."

He shaped the lump of snow into a ball.

"And then throw it, I guess."

He threw it into Jackal's face.

"Oops. My hand slipped. Sorry, Jackie!"

"AS if." Muttered Jackie.

Kirihara looked at his hands.

"You know, Yukimura. Snow is pretty cold. Can we go put on our snowsuits?"

SO they put on their snow pants and coats and hats and mittens and boots and scarves.

Then proceeded to whack around snowballs and bash them into each other's faces ( Yes, dear readers, even SANADA couldn't resist) They soon found out how sticky the snow ws and decided to make a snow man!

"Let's make a snowman!" Kirihara announced proudly.

"Why not a snowniou?" Yelled Niou from under a pile of snow.

"STOP IT."Kirihara said seriously. "Okay, so from my extensive knowledge of watching T.V, this is how you make a snow man..."

After an hour of teaching everyone how to make the perfect snowman, the dojo was soon lined with freaky snowman (and a snowniou).

Marui stood there, scratching his head.

"What do we do with them now?"

"We knock them down!" Exclaimed Kirihara. "Who would like to do the honors?"

"Of course, Genchiro would." Said Yukimura from out of nowhere.

Sanada grunted a bit and stepped forward, drawing his sword, then sliced all the snowmen (And a snowniou) to bits.

With the activity of snowman building done, next was a snowball fight. It was Yukimura, Kirihara, Renji, and Sanada against Jackal, Marui, Niou, and Yaguu.

"Why do we have to have him?" Complained Marui, shoving Jackal headfirst into the snow.

"No complaining." Snapped Sanada. "Snowball fight begins...now!"

A vicious and gripping snowball fight of the century began. Jackal, meanwhile, was getting hit.

"Hey-hey, guys..? Why do I seem to be the only one getting hit? Wait-are you only targeting me? Hey-Hey!"

The snowball fight ended with a bruised Jackal and seven other very satisfied teammates. The rest of the day ended with eight retarded people bouncing around a snow-filled dojo.

THE END.

Omake

"Jackal?"

"Yes, mom?"

"You're shivering and coughing. Are you sick?"

"Oh, I was just playing in the snow."

"...There is no snow in Japan right now, son."

"Oh...-hey! Where are you taking me?!"

"To the therapists. I knew this would happen someday.."

"I'm not lying though! There was snow! There was-"

A/N: Ah. Today my family and I went to Mandarin to eat. Needless to say, I stuffed my face like a pig. Now my brain feels sleepy.