Disclaimer : I do not own Prince of Tennis. But I do own Tezuka Kunimoto. Hee hee...
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Tezuka Kunimoto
"We're home." Mitsu called out as he shut the door behind us.
"Kaa-san! I can't believe that Mitsu is a devil! An evil monster! Or maybe a heartless alien!" I wailed out, kicking my shoes off and conveniently dumping my school bag on the floor, in front of the door. (Well… whatever, that's not the main point…)
"Ah, welcome back, Kunimitsu, Kunimoto. How was your day?" Kaa-san appeared from the kitchen, holding to a gigantic (okay, how about huge?) pot in her hands.
Silently, Mitsu rearranged our shoes properly and went over to help Kaa-san. Eyes still fixated on me, with a gentle look, Kaa-san thanked Kunimitsu. I rolled my eyes and continued complaining, gesturing wildly.
"Kaa-san! Can you believe it? That heartless monster," I lifted a finger and pointed accusingly to Mitsu, "actually made me, his older brother, run 10 laps the first thing he saw me!"
"And that was for nothing! I merely went over to say hi to everyone, and it's not my fault that they like to see my awesome face! Kaa-san, say something, tell Mitsu not to bully me anymore!" I turned to glare at Mitsu, whom replied with a shrug and shifted my bag out of the entrance, before moving up to his room. I mean, our room.
Turning my attention back to Kaa-san, she only smiled and told me that Mitsu was behaving just the way he should, as the captain of the tennis club. She then proceeded back into her kitchen without so much as a glance at me. Mouu, what is wrong with my family?
Tezuka Ayana
Smiling to myself, I entered my precious kitchen. My Kunimoto, he just loves to exaggerate. Well, Kunimitsu was there too, so I can't point out that he is abit (well, he is my son) too serious at times. I thought Kunimoto's surprise appearance will, well, surprise him. Oh well, not to be biased, but I do wish that Kunimitsu could be more outgoing, and not so…boring. Shaking my head, I reprimanded myself. My my, what am I thinking? Kunimitsu is my dear son too.
No matter what, they are my sons, and I love them dearly, no matter how different they are. So now, for Kunimitsu, his favourite grilled eel with homemade special sauce. And for Kunimoto, fried chicken with uh, wasabi and mayonnaise. Yes I know, he has a weird taste preference, but that just makes him more kawaii!
Tezuka Kunimoto
Entering Mitsu's room is like entering another classroom. Or maybe a library with a bed. Well, that is going to change now that I'm his roommate (evil laughter, anime style). Peeling off my school uniform, I tossed them onto the floor and put on a loose shirt and shorts.
"Ne Mitsu, what are you doing?" I poked him at the back, leaning forward to see him working on a math problem. Che, acting just like the perfect student.
"Come on Mitsu, homework later, chat with me." I pleaded (what? I thought I ordered him to?)
He mumbled an 'okay', but continued doing his homework. I sighed and threw myself onto his bed. After making myself comfortable, I attempted a conversation.
"So...How have you been?" Gosh, since when have I become sooooo boring?
Raising an eyebrow at me, he replied, "fine."
Gah, so boring! What's with the one-word answer? "Then…Do you miss me?" I grinned at him.
Several expressions passed Mitsu's face, although it's not obvious, but being his twin, of course I can see it. (Smiles smugly) From my observation, I see a flash of pain in his eyes, but quickly changed to anger, then back to neutrality. Hmm, why is there anger?
Nodding slightly, he finally said, "Yes." For other people, they would've thought that he looked normal. But I can see the twinge of sadness in his eyes when he said that.
Unable to bear seeing Mitsu sad, I decided to change to a safer topic. Like his tennis club.
"Oh yes, Mitsu…" He finally tore his eyes from the worksheet and looked at me, probably because of my sudden serious tone.
Grinning at him, I asked, "What was that murky liquid I drank this afternoon? Why did everyone look so shocked and horrified? Did that notebook sensei make it?"
Mitsu's lips tilted up slightly, and replied, "Notebook sensei? You must be talking about Inui. He's not a sensei, but a third year student, currently our manager."
"Ah, I see. That explained why he seems so childish." I nodded, thinking about how he gave that evil smile and he swirled the liquid.
Suddenly, totally out of character, Mitsu laughed. I just looked at him blankly, wondering what was so funny about what I said. Mitsu is one weird person, laughing when nothing is funny, and don't even smile when a joke is told.
Anyway, 'laughing Mitsu' is better than 'serious Mitsu', so I just joined the laughter and scooted over to hug him. Playfully, I ruffled his hair, and he did the same to mine. It's so good to be back at home.
"Kunimitsu, Kunimoto, dinner time!" Kaa-san called out to us. Still tickling each other, Mitsu and I went down for dinner.
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"Frankly speaking, Mitsu, you are afraid of that what do you call it, Inui Juice, right?" I teased.
Silence.
Seeing his expressionless face, I gave up.
"Ne Mitsu, are we going to school tomorrow together?"
"I doubt so, unless you want to reach there early."
"Huh? Then why do you want to go there early?"
"I have the student council meeting."
"Oh wow, cool! You're on the student council?"
Mitsu mumbled a yes, and turned off the lights.
I blinked. Squinting at the clock, it read – 10.30pm. Just 10.30pm? It's only 10.30? Hey, the night is still young! Glancing at the still form on the bed, I can see that Mitsu has fallen asleep. Che, that was fast. Oh well, good news for me that Mitsu is an early sleeper.
Creeping over to his bag, I pulled out all his worksheets. Perfect. Bringing them over to the desk, I switched on the table lamp and began copying every answer onto my homework. Good thing that they give the same homework to all classes. Pleased with myself, I shoved his worksheets back into his bag, and threw mine on top of my bag. Well, I can pack them in the morning. Falling onto my makeshift bed on the floor, I thought about how to re-organize my (I mean, our) room. Somehow, I fell asleep in the midst of imagining the room flooded with candies and lollipops.
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Ugh, why is it so bright? Did Mitsu turn on the lights in the middle of the night? Turning to my side, I banged head first onto the leg of the study desk. Ouch, that hurts! Rubbing my forehead, I sat up and noticed that I had rolled all the way from my makeshift bed to the far side of the room. Amazing, I'm so amazed by myself. Yeah right, only if my head would stop hurting. Grumbling to myself, I stood up, and caught sight of my smiley faced clock. 8.59am.
WHAT? Lessons start at 8.30am! Crap, why didn't Kaa-san wake me up? Ahhh! Rushing to the bathroom, I brushed my teeth in a hurry and threw on my school uniform. The smiley faced clock seemed to be mocking me as the needle strike 9.05am. Grabbing my bag, I dashed out of the house. Well, Kaa-san can wait, school can't.
In class 3-6
The previous teacher was on sick leave, so the new relief teacher, Tanaka-sensei, took over. She wasn't any better by droning on about the use of tenses, future tense, perfect tense, present perfect tense all sorts of confusing grammar. Facing a class of bored (or maybe confused, for those that are actually listening) looking students, the teacher continued her lesson.
Suddenly the door flung open to reveal an untidy looking boy, with his school uniform half buttoned and messy hair (that obviously not combed).
"Sorry! I'm late!" Kunimoto bowed, still panting, to the sensei, who was giving him her death glare. Fidgeting uncomfortably, Kunimoto stayed at the entrance since Tanaka-sensei did not give him the permission to enter.
Finally, Tanaka-sensei told him curtly, "Report to the teacher's room for detention after school." "And make yourself look decent. Go, now."
Tezuka Kunimoto
Nodding sweetly to the obviously angry sensei, I rushed out of the classroom towards the nearest bathroom. Sighing, I buttoned my shirt and attempted to comb my hair with my fingers. Well, she's not wrong to be angry; I am late for 50 minutes… But, she doesn't have to glare at me like I'm some sort of vermin, right? And ugh, seriously ugh, I got detention on the second day of school. Great. Feeling not exactly bubbly today, I walked back to the classroom and waited for the end of school. How I wish that I don't have to go to detention today. Ugh!
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This day is totally not going the way I'd like it to be. I got my wish, I missed detention, but only temporary because I had to stay back to complete my math assignment since I had conveniently left it behind when I grabbed my bag in the morning. Gosh, could a day get any worse?
In the teacher's room
Meanwhile, Tanaka-sensei is getting impatient. 'Where is that Tezuka boy that dared to be late for my class?' She thought to herself, thinking up a list of punishments for his detention. 'I mustn't let students intimidate me, I have to intimidate them.'
The door to the teacher's room opened, and a student walked in. Many teachers looked up to see if it was their student, and that included Tanaka-sensei. Most of them turned back to their papers after seeing the familiar face that often entered the teacher's room.
"Tezuka-kun, come over here." Tanaka-sensei's sharp voice commanded.
Tezuka Kunimitsu
When I entered the teacher's room to talk to Ryuzaki-sensei, I heard a sharp voice calling me.
"Tezuka-kun, come over here." I searched the room and saw a teacher whom I have not seen before glaring at me expectantly. Unknown to the matter, but it was against my character to ignore a teacher. I proceeded to the teacher and bowed respectfully. Being entrusted the role of the Captain of the Seigaku Tennis Club and the President of the Student Council, I had come to understand that people who have authority are burdened with a lot of responsibilities and therefore deserves to be respected.
"Tezuka-kun, do you know that punctuality is very important? Explain why you were late this morning, and why are you late again now?"
I processed what she had said. First, was I late this morning? No, I wasn't. The student council meeting ended on time. Second, am I supposed to meet her now? Not that I know of. Hence, I concluded that the 'Tezuka' she meant was Kunimoto, and not me.
"I'm sorry sensei, but I think –"
"Did you think that saying sorry would be enough? You were 50 minutes late! And that would be more than half the lesson hour! No excuses now. Learn this set of 20 vocabulary words. I will give you a test in 30 minutes. If you think you are so good in English and won't even bother to be on time for my lesson, score full marks for the test." The sensei retorted and shoved a piece of paper into my face.
Looking down at the list of vocabulary words, I shook my head and attempted to explain more firmly to her.
"Sensei, I'm sorry, but you misunderstood. I am not who you are looking for. I believe that you meant to give this to my twin brother."
"What? Nice excuse you've got here. You have a twin brother? Then call him down right now!" Slightly startled by the intensity, I nodded and reached for my mobile phone.
"Cut that act, and start cracking. You have only 25 more minutes left." She snorted and turned her back to me.
I sighed and decided to explain to her once more, after I have discussed a more important matter with Ryuzaki-sensei. Turning, I moved towards Ryuzaki-sensei's room, but was stopped by a shrill warning from the sensei.
"Wait a moment, young man. You are not going anywhere. Now sit here and start your work." Studying her, I see that there's no arguing with her for now, and decided to comply. It was a good thing that there is no tennis practise today, sigh. At least I can learn more vocabularies now for his English, and that could be useful. Sitting down on the chair beside her table, I started studying.
1. Abhor – hate
2. Bigot – narrow-minded, prejudiced person
3. Counterfeit – fake; false
4. Enfranchise – giving voting rights
5. Hamper – hinder; obstruct
6. Kindle – to start a fire
7. Noxious – harmful; poisonous; lethal
8. Placid – calm; peaceful
9. Remuneration – payment for work done
10. Talisman – lucky charm
11. Abrasive – rough; coarse; harsh
12. Bilk – cheat; defraud
13. Covert – hidden; undercover
14. Engender – cause
15. Hangar – storage area (like garage) for a plane
16. Knotty – complex; difficult to solve
17. Nuance – something subtle; a fine shade of meaning
18. Plagiarism – take credit for someone else's writing or idea
19. Renown – fame
20. Tangent – going off the main topic
Very advanced vocabulary words, it will be beneficial I guess. I started by memorising the spelling of each vocabulary word, then forming them together with their meaning. Slowly (well, not really, it's just 5 minutes...), I got to the bottom of the list, and started from the top again. I repeated this for several times, and tested myself.
"Okay, 30 minutes is up, give me the list." I was at the seventeenth word when the sensei interrupted, and I obeyed.
After the test, I watch as sensei put a tick after each correct answer. As she went down the list, her eyes got wider and she had a look of disbelief.
"Wow, uh, that's great, Tezuka-kun. You got full marks for the test…" She seemed stunned, but gave me a slight smile as she returned me my spelling test.
Seeing that she had let her guards down, I decided to clear the matter.
"Arigatou, sensei. But I have to tell you that, I really have a twin brother, and he should be the one you are looking for. My name is Tezuka Kunimitsu, and he is Kunimoto." I accepted the test paper with both hands, and bowed, before leaving to find Ryuzaki-sensei.
Tanaka-sensei
I watched Tezuka Kunimitsu bow respectfully to me, and went into Ryuzaki-sensei's room. Wow, this man has great patience. And he is smart. He is handsome too… He would make a great boyfriend…
Wait, what am I thinking? He is a student, though sadly not my student... And he is not a man but a boy. He is only fifteen years old! I am a teacher. But…I'm not that old too, I just hit 20 this year…
Shaking my head of the improper thoughts, the entrance of the teacher's room burst open, and this time, a similar looking boy stood at the doorway.
"Tanaka-sensei, sorry I'm late! But I have a reason!" I sighed, this time recognising the difference between the twins. The day will be long…
For the 20 vocabulary words, credits to SAT wordlist. ^^
Heh heh, this story has taken a weird turn. I wonder what will happen.. XD