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Plot: The most random has struck again! This time, someone please torture the Seigaku regulars by making them all join a host club for a week. :D (Think Ouran!) No, not a crossover, though. PoT boys = yum. Why not make them successful host boys? XDD Watch the chaos unfold~~~ Yay!

Rating: K, K+, T? Oneshot if you're doing Seigaku, but you may make it into a multi-chapter with each chapter featuring different schools. Crack/humour, make it fun, no set pairings, etc etc. (May I just ask that if you want to do other schools do a Seigaku one as well? :3)

Words Count: 474

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis, obvious enough. Plot not owned by me, either.

Author's Note: A challenge from Rage-senpai! :D Please forgive me for the crappy title and the short chapter. The other chapters will be longer, I promise.

Seishun Gakuen Host Club

Exciting News

An idea popped into Fuji's head one day. Since he wasn't able to just contain it in his head, he decided to tell the team. Oh what fun this will be.

After Afternoon Practice

Everyone was in utter shock.

"Would you mind repeating that, Fuji," Tezuka pretty much ordered him to do so.

All the tensai could do was smile and say, "A host club, Tezuka. Wouldn't that be fun?" he said in a joyous tone.

Tezuka folded his eyebrows. "What made you think that we would all agree to this?"

"I think it sounds fun, nya!" Eiji shouted, butting in. "We could all dress up and entertain lots of people!"

Ryoma hid his face under his cap. "I think it sounds stupid."

"Oh, come on. This might be a good chance to interact with other people," Taka-san said, feeling happy about it.

"Well said, Taka-san," Inui complimented him, coming out of nowhere.

Momo, on the other hand, felt like it was complete torture. And Oishi felt embarrassed about it. Who would think? Tennis players as hosts? Please. It sounded stupid.

"Saa… maybe we could even invite some of the other schools to come," Fuji recommended. At that statement, everyone looked dumbstruck.

"Let's do it," everyone said altogether. Everyone except for Tezuka.

"This is going to ruin my reputation," he muttered secretly to himself before heading back to the locker rooms.

When Fuji saw this, he caught up with the stoic buchou. "Come on, Tezuka. Please?" He said, trying his best to make the cutest face he could ever do.

"This is not like you, Fuji," Tezuka told him.

All Fuji could do was plead.

And Tezuka gave up. "Fine. I'll do it."

He was rewarded with a smile.

"A host club. What a smart idea, Fuji. Are you plotting some kind of secret? I must know…" Inui muttered as he jotted down some notes on his notebook that night.

He could hear someone knocking on his door. "Quiet down in there, Sadaharu. It's 2 AM and we're trying to sleep."

He ignored it. Like he always does.

Author's Note: That didn't turn out that way I wanted it to. I'm sorry. But anyways, reviews are always welcomed! :D