Case of the Chickenpox

by chrichuu

Sakuno caught the infamous sickness and the Seigaku regulars try to 'help' her with their crazy ways. Then Ryoma suddenly wanted to visit. That can't be good. For Sakuno that is. COMPLETE! / EXTRA2: "Yes, it was my fault." Everyone in the room turned towards the doorway where Tezuka Kunimitsu was leaning. "Tezuka, care to explain?"

1. Uh Oh

A/N: Hey! Chiyoh-chan here! This is a multi-chapter, so I hope you look out for the next chapters! The regulars would mostly be in every chapter, but I assure you, this is RyoSaku. Fluff. Yeah, but mostly friendship between Sakuno and the Regulars. Thanks for opening this, and happy reading!

P.S. Gomen ne, if I haven't been updating in FLE. :)

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Uh-Oh

"All set, grandma!"

"Are you sure? Wait! You forgot your case!"

"Thanks!" Sakuno Ryuzaki said running up and about the stairs.

DING DONG!

"Can you please get that, grandma? Maybe it's them already!"

Sumire walked towards the door to find Inui, their resident analyzer.

"What…brings you here?" Sumire asked puzzled that one of her students was at her front door on a well deserved rest day.

"With the occurrence of our previous tennis game and global warming, I had been assigned to knock on each door of our team members to make sure that each one had not been catching any secret codes of sicknesses this pleasant and sunny month, which is 45% heated compared to any other summer."

"What does our previous tennis game have anything to do with it?"

"Nothing in particular, just something I arbitrarily thought of putting up before I start every discussion. You know coach, there is a 67% chance that more people, (ahem) our team members, will pay much awareness to anyone who starts with the recent results of our last tournament."

Sumire had absolutely no idea what Inui was talking about.

"Okay I…guess," The old coach looked weirdly at Inui, "Why don't you join me as I watch Sakuno get on the bus, huh?"

"Is that a command?"

"Yes."

Inui made a gesture of trying to salute, but seeing the haggard face of the old tennis champ, and her reaction to his previously asked question, he kept his mouth shut.

He sat down on the pavement by the front door, and waited. Unfortunately, while he was examining and taking notes of a very interesting rock, that he even thought of using its abilities on court, long braids slapped him across the face.

"Sorry Inui-senpai!"

"Do you have everything, child?"

"Hai, Obaa-chan."

Inui then took his attention away from the somewhat attention-grabbing rock and transferred his gaze on the coach's granddaughter. And suddenly, his glasses were forming this fog like effect.

Inui adjusted his glasses and stood up, grabbing Sakuno's arm and further examining it.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing, Inui!" Sumire protested, but stopped when she also saw the bump. Two bumps.

"I'm calling the others."