Author's Note: Konichiwa

Author's Note: Konichiwa! Minna-san-desu! Thank you, thank you all for reviewing I had no idea so many people liked this story. I had a horrible writers block, but now that's all over and I'm back. So please enjoy the story-desu!

Terminology

Kaa-san- mom

Tou-san-dad

Oji-san- gramps

Desu- something you say when you want to be polite

Oi-hey

Konichiwa- hello

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Shinji and the Giant Tennis Ball

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Chapter 2

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Whack! Whack!

Shinji woke up to a rude awakening the next morning, the sound of his Aunt Tanishi trying to kill his poor spider friend. He quickly got up and tried to grab the poor little arachnid, but unfortunately ended up getting whacked with the broom himself. Oh well better him than his little spider friend.

"Stop You're going to hurt him…or her, I'm not really sure what its gender is, or what I should name it. If it were a boy I'd name it Tou-san, but if it were a girl I'd name it Kaa-san or maybe Debbie…"

Slap!

"Quit yer mumbling and get rid of that spider!"

"Demo…"

Slap!

After hearing two loud slaps, Aunt Chinnen came storming into Shinji's room.

"What the heck's is—Eek! BRAT! HURRY UP AND GET RID OF THAT SPIDER! KILL IT! KILL IT NOW!"

Shinji quickly dashed out of his room with the poor spider in his hands. He ran down the steep hillside. He stopped running and set the spider down by a(dead) tree stump.

"Don't worry little 'Debbie' you'll be safe here. At least I hope you will I mean someone might step on you. But then again no one actually comes to visit us. I guess it's because we live on a steep hill in a shack and my aunts are horrible people. Also no one actually lives near here. I can't say I blame them. This horrible real estate, It's in a bad location, it's inconvenient ,I mean there's nothing around here…"

"Psst! Psst!

Shinji turned around and saw an old man, well he wasn't really old, more like 27, but to a little kid like Shinji anyone over 20 is 'old'. The 'old' man wore a dirty brown bucket hat, a white trench coat, with a toothpick in his mouth, and had a stubble, he probably drank alcohol. Shinji slowly walked over to the man. When I say slowly I mean a step every 30 secs. I mean Shinji couldn't take any chances he might be a drug dealer, a rapist or worse he might want to step on Debbie!

"Hey kid are you going to wait for the authoress to quit yapping or are you gonna get over here!?"

"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO TO ME BUT YOU WON'T STEP ON DEBBIE!"

"Kid who the heck is Debbie?"

"My spider friend who I love!"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"Sure, kid, sure."

"IT'S TRUE! By the way oji-san, who are?"

"I am… The Mysterious Stranger!"

"Did you steal that from some old western movie?"

"…No…Maybe."

"I meant what's your name?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Well, My kaa-san always told me not to talk to strangers."

"But you're talking to me."

"I know, if you tell me your name then you technically won't be a stranger."

"sighAlright kid my name is Osamu Watanabe."

"Who?"

"gasp You've never heard of the famous Shitenhouji tennis team."

"No I've heard of them. I've just never heard of you."

"I am their totally awesome coach!"

"Still doesn't ring a bell."

"My God kid! You're worse than the brats on my team. Kintaro…"

"Okay sooo… what do you want with me?"

"I want to give you…"

"Give me…"

"LET ME FINISH KID! Give you… this!

Osamu held out a dirty brown paper bag. Was everything he owned dirty? Well anyways he handed Shinji the bag. Shinji opened the bag slowly and saw the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. A bag of magical grip tape!

"T-t-t-t-t-this I-I-ssss…"

"Yeah kid I know. It's the most magical grip tape in the world. Anything or anyone that it comes in close contact with it will have great things thrust upon him/her/it. Don't drop the bag. Yadda, Yadda. Oh and don't poke your eye out. Have fun."

With that Osamu disappeared in thin air.

"Why do old people say don't poke your eye out?"

"I AM NOT OLD!"

Shinji looked behind him and saw that Osamu didn't disappear. He just tripped over a rock… Anyway Shinji heard Aunt Chinen call(yell) his name.

"OI! BRAT DID YOU KILL THAT SPIDER?!"

"sigh Yes."

"THEN GET BACK UP HERE AND GO YOUR HAY PILE!"

Shinji ran as fast as his stubby little legs could carry him. But unfortunately his stubby little legs made him trip over a rock. Osamu is a bad influence. Poor Shinji dropped the bag of magical grip tape. The grip tape rolled out of the bag, down the hill, into a dead tree (There was a hole at the bottom of the tree). Shinji sadly trudged up the steep hill, walked into the house, up the stairs to the attic and crawled on his pile of hay and punished himself…in his mind because of his clumsiness. Poor Shinji.

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A/N: Well this one was much longer than the last one-desu. I'm quite proud of this one. Not much to say here. It's late, my dad will probably tell me to go to bed soon. Oh well, Please review. Bye Bye!