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Thanks to 09Lakersluva24 for the idea and help for this story! Anyways, we got this idea a long time ago and I finally sat down and wrote it out! Please enjoy, and tell me what you think! Please review!
Chapter 1:Mukahi's Big Announcement
On a beautiful Saturday morning that was set aside for relaxation and separation from crazy people, many of our tennis playing buddies and their friends were gathered in a rather large auditorium that wasn't located in a university where it should be. No, it was in Atobe's mansion. And the meeting was called by none other than the resident idiot, Mukahi Gakuto.
"Ore-sama demands to know why there are so many people in ore-sama's home!" Apparently, Atobe was the last to join the party… er… meeting, although it was his own home. Some one must have forgotten to give him the memo.
"Sit down, Atobe," Shishido yawned as he leaned back in his chair. "The idiot was about to make his big announcement on why he ruined my perfectly good holiday from this insane team."
"Shishido-sempai, don't be so rude to Mukahi-sempai," Ootori practically begged. He was sitting to the right of Shishido.
"Will you both just shut it?" Momo and Kaidoh yelled at the same time. Seems they really want to get away from the crazy group.
"Stop copying me, idiot!" Momo turned to the snake boy.
"Fshhh," Kaidoh got into punching position. "What did you say, moron?"
"WILL YA ALL JUST SHUT UP!" Rika yelled, standing up from her seat. "THANK YOU!" With that said, she plopped down into her seat between Fuji and a freaked out looking Eiji.
"Was that really necessary?" Eiji whispered hesitantly.
"Yes," Rika glared at the boy.
"That's my girl," Fuji smiled as he patted her on her head, "Let it all out."
"Don't. Touch. Me." Rika turned to glare at the brunette who just chuckled.
"Ahem," everyone's attention went to the front of the room where the already mentioned pink head stood holding a microphone. "I brought you here today to suggest a proposition."
"Oh this is going to be good," Shishido muttered.
Daphne, who sat behind him, smacked his head. "Just shut up and listen."
Shishido glared at the girl before turning to the front, muttering something about life being unfair.
"My proposition is that since we really don't need to go to school since we don't go anyway, we should do something productive." Mukahi continued. "And by productive, I mean money inducing. My plan is so awesome and perfect that it guarantees millions of dollars."
"So what do we have to do?" Niou asked, slightly interested.
"First, I need a couple thousand dollars, give or take a million," Mukahi grinned, glad that he had their attention.
"Where the hell are we supposed to get that much money for your stupid idea anyways?" Yuuta demanded.
"Oh that's easy," Yukimura smiled evilly, "Atobe shall take care of it."
"Hey, when did ore-sama agree to that!?" Atobe yelled, frustrated.
"You will, right, Atobe?" Fuji opened his gorgeous yet icy, cerulean eyes.
"O-of course ore-sama shall since ore-sama has so much money," Atobe stuttered, scared stiff.
"Good," Fuji and Yukimura smiled and high-fived.
"Next, I need some labor from you guys," Mukahi continued, reading off a check list.
"That's it, I'm leaving," Niou stood up. "I don't do manual labor."
"Niou, sit down, please," Yagyuu sighed. "And let Mukahi-san continue."
"Fine," grudgingly, Niou sat down again with his arms crossed. "But I won't do any form of physical or mental labor."
"Niou, of course you will," Yukimura smile.
"Y-yes, buchou," Niou obeyed as he became another victim of the Yukimura sadistic smile strategy better known as the Y and three S's. Fuji's is known as 4 S's.
"We'll you let me finish?" Mukahi asked. By now he was really pissed at all the interruptions. "Anyways, our big project will be to make a movie!"
Everyone present in the room, except Mukahi, groaned. Shouts of "This is what you wasted my holiday for?", "What the hell are you thinking wasting my money for stupid things like that?", and "That's too much labor!" were heard. Actually, these shouts only came from three people: Shishido, Atobe, and Niou respectively. And rest assured, all three got smacks in the back of their heads.
"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeell," Mukahi chuckled nervously, "It's going to be more than one movie."
"How many?" Mai demanded, "Spit it out boy."
"Uh, six?" Mukahi scratched his head with a grin on his face that said, 'Don't kill me!.
"What the heck?!"Kirihara exclaimed. "What movies are we making, the Star Wars double trilogy??"
"Exactly!" Mukahi brightened up. "You see, once we do the first, we won't be able to stop and we must continue to the others. Except, I think we should start with the second then do the first since I really didn't like Phantom Menace that much. So, what do you think?"
"Well, it's not like we have anything better to do, and this could be fun," Rin reasoned.
"I could commit a lot of mischief here and there," Niou thought out loud.
"Hey, let's give it a shot," Shiraishi answered for the group and added with a shrug, "I mean, how bad can it be? After all, they are great movies."
The other team captains nodded in agreement and the attention was turned back to Mukahi.
"Great!" Mukahi grinned with anticipation, "We start casting tomorrow! Any questions?"
Eiji raised his hand like a good boy, "What are we going to do about costumes?"
Mukahi bit his lip and frowned, "Well, I assume we would just have to remake the costumes ourselves. I couldn't get the fashion designer that worked on the movie, something about being too busy."
"I could make them, I always had a flare with a needle and thread," Kenya suggested. Everyone else giggled. "Hey! It is manly!"
"Sure, keep thinking that," Rika smirked evilly.
"What about the sets?" Niou yelled. "Just so you know, I'm not making or helping make them."
"Don't worry, I have it all planned," Mukahi grinned.
"I don't like where this is going," the whole group thought.
"Oh, Mukahi-san," Inui called. "Reina-san, Renji, and I can do the special effects/ computerization for the movie."
"Excellent," Mukahi nodded writing this all down in the random notebook that he probably stole from Inui beforehand.
"OoH!" Ayame waved her hand in the air excitedly to get Mukahi's attention, "Bunta and I will do the make up and hair!"
"Okay, you, I can believe, but Bunta? Does he even know what make up is?" Mukahi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, of course I do!" Bunta popped his gum loudly in fury. "I'll have you know that I have taken profession stage make-up classes."
"Coughgirlcough," Niou coughed.
Bunta glared and was about to attack the trickster. However, he was beaten to it by none other than, Jirou!
"NEVER INSULT BUN-CHAN!" Jirou yelled as he began scratching Niou's eyes out.
"Whoa, get off me, fan boy!" Niou attempted to dodge the boy's hands but failed sometimes which resulted in scars on his right cheek.
"Kabaji," Atobe rolled his eyes, snapping his fingers.
"Usu," the big second year got up and picked Jirou up.
"Now, apologize," Atobe ordered, shaking his head at the red head's out burst and antics.
"Never!" Jirou whined as he kicked and punched the air, trying to get to Niou.
"Get that little creep away from me!" Niou yelled as he ran like there was no tomorrow towards Yukimura and hid behind the feminine boy who just chuckled creepily.
"This is going to be fun," The blunette smiled.
Chapter End! so what did you think? Next chapter: The Castings, Who do you think should play the parts?