Heya Addicted to Dreams here! o.~

Warnings:

This story is a Prince of Tennis and Eyeshield 21 crossover.

(If you do not know what Eyeshield 21 is you might not understand the story.)

The characters are ooc because I do not own either PoT or 21 so I do not know how they would react to certain situations. Sorry if it happens a lot. If so please tell me where I can improve on it before I get farther along in the story!

Thanks for reading, please enjoy!

The Plan

Fuji had been rummaging through a box of photos when he happened across a picture of him and an old friend. It had been months since he had seen the spiky blond haired gunfire happy football maniac. Last time it was when they ran into each other in America. He had been traveling across the states training his football team. Fuji had been there on vacation with his uncle. They had bumped into each other in the sports isle in a Wal-Mart branch. They had gotten kicked out after being caught running over people with shopping carts. It was probably a good thing they got kicked out for that before the Wal-Mart staff found out what they did to the toy section. They had taken two bikes and using toys from dolls to plastic action figure made an obstacle course. They took jump ropes and made boundaries along with that they filled up squirt guns with water and as they were racing they fired at each other. Ah what good times.

"Hiruma, I wonder how he's doing? It would be nice to see him again. Saa… I have an idea…" The smile on Fuji's face seemed extra sinister from the shadows the flickering lights created. He would have to get those fixed…

A little later Fuji was just finishing up licking the second stamp and placed it on his sealed letter. There were two letters that were, in their appearance, ready to be mailed off.

'Perfect…' Fuji couldn't help but think. His plan was just starting but already he was excited. He began to laugh uncontrollably, this was turning out to be a really good day.

"Fuji, not that I care, but your laughter is scaring me so I just have to ask… what scary thing could you be doing?" Yuuta asked as he leaned over his brother's shoulder trying to get a look at the letters.

"Saa… just sending out letters, nothing scary about that." Fuji left the house with letters in hand. Yuuta guessed to mail them off.

"Yeah but with you anything could be scary," Yuuta mumbled when he was sure Fuji was out of hearing range. Tonight he would sleep with the lights on, just in case.

Little did Yuuta know that the only reason Fuji went outside was to throw suspicion off the letters. If his brother had never come in then Fuji would have just slipped them into his backpack. After a few minutes he pushed the letters into the belt of his pants and covered them up with his shirt. Once he was sure it didn't leave a bulge he went back inside. Once he was sure it was safe he pulled them out and placed them in the front pocket of his backpack.

'Now to call Hiruma…' Fuji grabbed his cell and went to his room where he was sure he wouldn't be disturbed. He dialed the number and it instantly picked up.

A crackling voice boomed on the other end, "Yes fucking caller?"

"Hiruma, it's Fuji, I see your tongue is tainted as ever." Fuji flopped on his bed and stared up at the ceiling.

"Fuji…?" There was a pause, "Kekekekeke…! I'm so glad you called."

"Hiruma I was hoping you could help me in a special training program, it would benefit both our teams if we join forces and train together…ne?"

There was a curse and then Hiruma could be heard yelling, "Hey fucking fatty can't you see I'm on the phone? Put that down!" Gunfire went off and Fuji pulled his ear away from his cell phone.

Hiruma came back on grumbling, "Sorry about that."

"…" Fuji couldn't believe his ears. Hiruma, sorry?

"Kekeke, no I'm not! Anyways I like the way you think. So where and for how long do you want to train?"

"Ah, for three weeks we should train in Australia. But there is a problem with that plan… well two actually."

"They are?"

"Money for plane tickets."

"I can take care of that!" Hiruma pulled out his threat book. "And?"

"Well we would need to get out of school for three weeks…"

"I can take care of that as well…" Hiruma began looking up the schools head principles in his book.

"I was hoping you would say that," Fuji's smile widened and his eyes flashed open. "We should meet this Friday, that gives us three days to prepare everything. Inform your team and tell them everything that they'll need to pack."

"I will." Hiruma popped him gum, "Now on to the training program!"

The two stayed up late into the night coming up with the "perfect" training program. Yuuta could have sworn he heard whispering through the walls, let's just say he didn't get much sleep either that night.

In the morning Fuji woke up extra early and grabbed his bag, with the letters in it, and headed off to his destination. First stop was Oishi's house. He placed Oishi's letter in the mailbox and ran off before anyone could see him. Next was Tezuka's house. Fuji had just slipped the letter into the mailbox when Tezuka walked out of his house.

"Fuji…?"

"Saa… good morning Tezuka." Fuji smiled.

"Why are you here…?" Tezuka joined Fuji on the sidewalk.

"I came to walk with you to school."

"Really?" Tezuka gave him a look that said You're acting suspicious, I'm watching you  and said, "Well to get to my house from your house you would had to have passed the school, and usually you get a ride from your sister. Why are you really here Fuji?"

"Well to be honest I just wanted to walk with you." Fuji's smile grew, "I wanted to talk to you about a rumor I heard."

"A rumor?" Tezuka looked over at his teammate that was keeping up with his fast pace, "You shouldn't believe everything you hear Fuji."

"Saa…" He nodded in agreement, "It was just it evolved you… so I thought you might want to know about it."

"Oh?" Tezuka pushed his glasses up and sighed, "Tell me."

"Are you sure you-" Fuji was cut off when a tennis ball came flying at their feet from just up ahead. It was Atobe. He had his racket slung over his shoulder and was sneering at Tezuka.

"Tezuka, what a coincidence." He walked over and retrieved his ball.

"Ah Monkey King." Fuji used the title Ryoma gave him. Atobe looked at Fuji for a brief moment then returned his attention back to Tezuka. Now he stood in their way not letting them pass.

"Not sure why you're here Atobe, but we have school." Tezuka said, annoyed at this display of childishness so early in the morning.

"No you don't," He said triumphantly, "We should have a match."

"What do you mean we don't have school?" Tezuka asked while crossing his arms over his chest.

'Ah it appears Hiruma came through.' Fuji was just dieing to hear what had happened.

"Your school is going on a three week vacation starting today. I guess they thought you just needed a break. So play me."

'No school? How? Why? We can train during this time! What if Atobe is lying… I wouldn't put it past him.' Tezuka thought. Then asked, "So why are you hear if our school is the one taking a break?"

"Well I was willing to skip school so we could have a match."

"And how did you find out our school was out?"

"The gates are locked and there's a paper on it with all the information."

Tezuka gathered his thoughts. It could be that he was telling the truth, but he would have to check it out himself. Finally, frustrated, he pushed pasted Atobe.Fuji followed, but before leaving gave Atobe a small wave goodbye. The walk to the school was fast and quiet. Each tennis player was lost in his own thoughts. When they reached the gate there was a small crowd gathered. Kids were celebrating by jumping up for joy and hugging each other. Oishi saw them coming and flagged them over.

"Tezuka it's amazing!" Eiji said bouncing over to them when they were halfway to the small group of tennis players, "No school for three weeks! It's a miracle!"

"So it's true?" Tezuka question Oishi. He nodded enthusiastically, it was almost as wild as his doubles partner's jumping around.

"Saa… now what do we do?" Fuji asked.

"We could train. If we do we could possibly raise our stats by two percent." Inui said as he appeared from out of nowhere right behind Fuji.

"Good idea…ne?" Fuji smiled. 'There was a eighty-two percent chance that you would say something like that to benefit my plan. Data man I know you too well.'

Just then Momo and Ryoma came up on Momo's bike. They came to a stop right outside the circle the tennis players had made. Ryoma jumped off and came to stand by Eiji.

"You're late Ochibi! If we had school today you would be in trouble."

Ryoma pulled down his cap to hide his eyes, "It's Momoshiro's fault."

"Ah stop complaining," Momo grumbled.

"Okay listen up everyone!" Tezuka yelled and everyone quieted, "Because of this large break it would be best to get in some extra training. Oishi and me are going to go back to my place to converse on what to do. For now everyone is dismissed and can go back home, or go practice tennis on your own. Just be sure to meet back here at normal school time tomorrow refreshed and ready for whatever we have planned for you."

"Aw man, we just got here." Momo sighed.

"Stop complaining Momo," Ryoma said while getting back on the bike.

"Ssssounds fair," Kaidoh hissed and walked off.

"See you then." Inui walked off with his notebook in hand.

"I'm going to go eat ice cream!" Eiji cheered.

"Oh I guess I can go train," Taka nodded his head. Eiji handed him his racket. "YEAH! I'M GOING TO GO TRAIN!!!" Taka ran off yelling.

"Well we'll be going then." Tezuka turned around and headed back in the direction of his house.

Oishi started to follow then said, "Have a good day Fuji."

"I will." Fuji opened his eyes and watched as his captain and vice captain walked off.

'Soon everything will be in place. Until tomorrow then…' Fuji could be heard laughing as he walked away from the school.