Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis.

Students bustled everywhere in the hallway as the lunch bell rang - boys yelling from one end to another, while girls were gossiping about the latest celebrities. But the one that excite them the most was the fact that the school festival was coming up in a few weeks. Everyone was already giving ideas for each of their class and clubs, and each one trying to out best one another.

But while everyone was enjoying their lunch, Aki sat in the student council room, sorting out papers and ideas. "Aki-chan~," the door to the class slid open, revealing a bubbly looking brunette, with a huge smile glued on her face.

The 2nd year vice president narrowed her eyes, not liking the look that the treasurer was giving her, "…..no…whatever you are thinking, no, Mari-sempai!"

The 3rd year pouted as she sat opposite of the younger girl at the table, "but Aki-channnn, the student council has to do something too. Wouldn't a Maid Café be fun?"

Aki crossed her arms over her chest, a strict expression plastered to her face, "No. First of all, there are already 2 classes who want to do a Maid café. Second of all, I do not want to dress up as a maid, going 'Pyon Pyon' while making flying kisses towards the 'Masters' or 'Mistresses' food."

Mari pouted harder but then her eyes brightened up, "Then how about some other themed café?" Aki raised an eyebrow at the suggestion, before she could stop the senior, Mari had already shuffled through all the papers that she had been arranging, checking out the ideas.

"Mari-sempaiiii," Aki protested as her hard work was messed up by Mari.

The clearing of a throat was heard by the opened door, excusing himself to enter. Mari just kept going through the stacks of papers ignoring the presence.

"What is Akasahi-sempai doing?" Aki looked up at the silver-black haired visitor, "Destroying my arrangement. Anyways, what's wrong, Saeki-kun? How can we help you?"

"You can help me by eating something for lunch?" Saeki walked towards her, with strawberry milk and a bun in hand. Aki casually thanked him but she could not deny that her heart slightly raced as their hands touched. She quickly turned away, fearing that her face had turned red, 'Damn it. Ever since he took care of me that one day when I was sick, my heart wouldn't just stay calm.'

"Ne ne, Saeki-kun, what will your class and tennis club be doing?" Mari asked, looking up from a paper she was reading.

"Erm, I think our class was planning a game centre?" He looked over at Aki for confirmation, who nodded, "because half of our classmates will be focusing more on their clubs on that day. There'll be like 5 game booths, so we don't need many students to entertain guests."

"Ah, speaking of the festival, I'm also here to submit the tennis club's idea," Saeki passed Aki a piece of paper in which she looked at it with a laugh, "I wonder if there'll be one day that you guys don't do anything related to tennis."

"It's either this or Hikaru's idea of an Open Mic Stage," Saeki sighed, remembering Kurobane's annoyed look when half of their tennis members were considering it. Mari read the form that Aki handed to her and gave a curious look, "so..how does these 'Tennis games' work?"

"One of them is actually a Dunk Tank but instead of using your hands, you'll have to use a tennis racket to throw the ball. Another game idea was hitting tennis balls into buckets but instead of a tennis racquet, you have to use a durable branch. There's also-."

"Ok, enough. We get it - game booths with tennis things. It's interesting because no one else is doing it. So as long as you guys have the budget for it, we'll approve," Aki informed him before he could drone further on. Saeki smiled gratefully, "well that's good news because I'd hate to think we'd actually have to do the stage thing. Anyways, where's the rest of the student council?"

"The president is meeting up with teachers to get approval for something, and our secretary is collecting the other forms. The others are assigned with some other tasks. Hence, why I'm stuck here arranging the collected forms but Mari-sempai decided to mess it up instead," Aki grumbled when Mari just gave her a cheeky smile.

"How about we do a Costume café?" the sempai thought out aloud as she rearranged the papers she had disturbed. The vice president stared at her tight lip, trying to figure out what costumes Mari had in mind. Aki was about to reject the idea but Mari interrupted her.

"Saeki-kun~ don't you want to see Aki-chan dressed up as a princess, or a vampire, or a playboy bunny?" Mari grinned at the young male who immediately blushed as the thought of his classmate dressed in a revealing bunny suit crossed his mind.

Their senior smirked, bringing out a darker part of herself as she tiptoed to Saeki's ear. One of Aki's eyebrows hitched upwards at seeing the sempai in close contact with her friend. The tennis player tried to back away but Mari had gripped his shirt tightly, "What kind of dirty thoughts are you currently having about our beloved vice-president, Saeki?" Saeki turned redder with the senior's words, "Not..nothing! Yea, Aki, a Costume Café would be an awesome idea. "

Mari let go of the boy and her smirked was quickly replaced by her bubbly smile once more. She turned to Aki who was staring at her with a curious look but before she could say anything, Mari had yet again interrupted her, "So it's set. The Student Council will be doing a Costume themed café. And I will not allow you to reject, Aki-chan because I only have a few months left till I graduate from high school and I want to celebrate my last school festival with something fun and noteworthy."

Aki sighed in defeat and murmured a 'fine.' In an instant, Mari hugged her fellow member, "You're just soooo cute when you're defeated. Alright, I'm going to find Wataru-kun and tell him the good news."

Once she left, Aki propped her elbow up, resting her cheek to her palm. She looked up at Saeki with a concern look, "are you coming down with a fever, Saeki-kun? Your face is quite red." The silver haired guy gulped, turning around on his heels, "I'm fine. It's just quite a hot day today."

His friend frowned at his reasoning since it was mid-November but she waved it away and instead sighed, "A café, huh? I wonder how Mari-sempai plans to get help. There are only 10 members."

Saeki chuckled, turning back around when he felt his face had returned to its normal colour, "We're talking about Akasahi-sempai here. If she is able to bring in huge amounts of money into your club, I'm pretty sure she will be able to bring a whole bunch of people to help out."

The vice president sighed as she stretched her hands over her head, "You have any idea, what should I dress as?" As soon as she said that, an image of Aki in a bunny suit flashed in Saeki's head once more. He could feel his face heating up and before she had a chance to notice it, Saeki quickly excused himself out of the room.

However, he re-entered, stuttering, "Erm..lunch…bread, milk…eat it. Bye." Aki frowned as the door slid close. She stared at the lunch he brought her before smiling sadly as she stabbed a straw into the drink, "Baka, Saeki."

To be continued...