A/N: This was inspired by my friend when she started talking about wigs...Actually I have twin day to thank and another friends brown wig. Those two things started up the conversation about wigs. Not to meantion, I also have my brothers to thank about their small talk about ketchup.

This story is also a continuation of my Fuji birthday one-shot called Blame it On Niou. If you haven't read that, I would suggest reading that one first before you read this one or it might not make much sense.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Prince of Tennis. Takeshi Konomi does. If I did own the Prince of Tennis then Niou would be an amazing tennis player and incredibly awesome...er...Then he is.


"Sempai, break down the door."

"But I don't want to break down the door."

"Why not?"

"Because the door hurts my arm."

"But the door isn't even touching your arm."

"Idiot, it'll hurt when I crash my arm into it to break the door down."

"Then I guess we won't get our help."

"Yes we will."

"How?"

"You break down the door!"

"….How about I just donate a kidney? That'll be a whole lot more painful."

Niou had just woken up on his day off when he heard the conversation of a sempai and a kouhai arguing outside his room. The trickster of Rikkai decided that he was thankful that he had a "small" argument with his sister the night before and was confined to his room for fear of becoming bald. He defiantly didn't want to have to have an arguing (idiotic) pair inside of his room.

"Ready, Echizen?"

"Sure, Momo-sempai."

"1…..2….3!"

Two loud thumps sounded from behind Niou's door and two cries of pain followed them.

"Ow! My arm!"

"I told you this would happen!"

Forcing himself from his comfortable bed, Niou undid the lock and threw his door open to find the freshman brat and the dunk specialist from Seigaku.

Keeping a relatively calm composure, Niou simply asked," What do you two want?"

"We need some help with our revenge," Ryoma asked, keeping his usual composure.

"Can you teach us how to trick, prank, and lie?" Momoshiro showed more emotion then his short friend.

"Why revenge?" Needing a little more background information on his latest clients, Niou drilled them with questions until he had all of the answers he needed. Apparently the two of the younger members of Seigaku wanted to gain revenge on Fuji because he had embarrassed them in front of all of their peers (Especially Momo's rival, Kaidoh). And so, they had come to Niou for help. Niou's response was-

"Sorry, I can't help you," Niou slammed the door in the face of the two and flopped down on his bed.

"Why not!" Momoshiro threw the door open and approached the silver haired boy.

"Alright, if you can pass my three question test then I'll help you with your revenge," Niou decided after seeing the serious look on Momo's face (Echizen never has a 'serious' look). "First question, what would you do with a wig?"

"Wear it?" Echizen answered, not sure about such an easy question.

"Mop my floor with it?" Momo answered.

"Wrong, though I did like your answer Momo. You'd make it look like a squirrel and throw it out your car door window," Niou gave him the real answer," Though it would be weird if it landed on a bald man's car, opened to reveal it was a wig, and he said 'God sent me hair!'"

Before Momo or Ryoma could get a weird look or question out, Niou asked the next question.

"What different colors did they make ketchup?"

"Green."

"Purple."

"Wrong, it's red."

"But that doesn't make any-"

"Finish this sentence. 'A-B-C'"

"It's-"

"D-E-F!"

"Nope, it's '1-2-3'"

"That last one wasn't even a question!" Momo shouted, not understanding the point of these questions….Statements….Things.

"Well, if you're tricked by simple questions, then you can't become tricksters. Simple as that," Niou reasoned.

"But they didn't make sense," Ryoma argued.

"Who cares? I don't make sense," Niou got up from his bed and threw the two boys out of his room," Now let me sleep."

Looking at his alarm clock, Niou found it was six A.M.

'The next time someone wants me to teach them the ways of a trickster, they're going to pay me,' Niou though before slipping off into a deep sleep. Until…..

"Younger brother, here comes your big sister," Niou's older sister said in a sing song voice, pressing the button to turn on the razor that would make her brother bald. Her brother was in for a surprise when he woke up a couple hours later.


E/N: I felt like I rushed this...Oh well. My loss. I hoped you all enjoyed this little continuation.