A Date With Horio? Ano.. Sempai!

Disclaimer: I do not own Horio, Ryoma, Momo, or any PoT characters for that matter. The Original characters belong their respective owner. But nevertheless, this screwed up plot (which will never happen even if I go to Japan and beg the Sensei) is mine.

Please NO flames, though if you have something constructive to say, you are more than welcome

Rating: PG (For language and cross-dressing, and possible shounen-ai)

Yes people, this is a humor fic (hopefully), so nothing serious. Also note that Ryoma can be OOC sometimes.

Horio is desperate to get a date. It couldn't be that hard to find a nice girl for our lovely, um, not so popular, underappreciated, 2 year experienced (in tennis), young freshman, right? And so, Momo thought. But things can get a little tangled up once nobody took the bait…

"…"- talking

'….'- thinking

Chapter One- A request.

It was another usual day at the Seigaku. The tennis court comprised of persistent tennis players, boisterous game-plays of one-on-one tennis, and indulgent freshmen. There would be no breaks until the Captain says so, or most likely, another twenty laps.

Momoshiro was at his usually corner practicing his jumps while eyeing the usual assiduous Viper, who is his formal rival. They had been through a lot together. But as time went by, from the first time they teamed up as a double, they became more of friends. But that does not mean Momo would pass up the chance of defeating Kaidou in a game of tennis. Momoshiro then decided it was a good time to turn away his attention from Kaidou, staring at him would not achieve anything.

'I wonder what Ann-chan is doing, maybe I should.."

"Momo-Sempai!" Momo's thought was interrupted as he heard his name being called from the fence area, and the voice was coming from none other than Horio.

"Momo-Sempai, I need to ask you a favor."

Momo looked around and saw no other first-years nearby.

"Where's the rest of the Three Stooges?" Momo asked light-heartedly.

"I didn't ask them to come with me. You see..." Horio didn't finish. A tint of red appeared.

Momo had never seen him this shy before, he was always this loud and boastful kid that was never that popular. But he seemed extremely embarrassed in this situation, 'maybe it's something involving girls?'

"I want you… I want you to…" Horio almost chocked on his words, "I WANT YOU TO FIND ME A NICE GIRL TO GO ON A DATE WITH ME! sempai…" He covered his mouth realizing that he might have said it a little too loud, but it was a relief that no one was paying attention to him. This was one time he was actually glad that nobody paid attention to him.

'Bingo'

Momo thought for a second. He might not be the smartest person of the bunch, but he's an expert when it comes to love advice. At least that was what he thinks.

"But why me?"

"Because you're always out-going, you must know a lot of girls. Also, you are the best sempai ever."

Momo, feeling a little flattered, finally said; "Alright, I'll try. No promises though."

"NO, Momo-sempai, you have to promise me. I'll do anything!"

"Wha?"

"My dad owns the local McDonald, and if you help me, you can eat free there for a week."

'Free…. Food….. For a WEEK'

"How's that? Sempai?"

'Free…. Food….. For a WEEK'

The suddenly hyper activeness left a startled Horio almost to his heart attack.

"Free food! Free food! Here I come!"

Shouts could be heard all over the court. But not far away stood a figure scribbling into his so-called Data book. His glasses glared, and so did his grin.

'So, this is his impulse upon free food. This could get very interesting. But first I need a change.' Inui just realized he had stepped on poop.

- So? Feedbacks? Now if only I'll stop procrastinating and go type the next chapter.