What would you do...?
If I told you that who I am,
Is all but what you see?
Would you ignore me?
Like all the other people?
What would you do…?
When I leave you,
Most probably for the better?
Would you cry?
Together with me?
"Ayame-chan sure is weird nya," Kikumaru said to Fuji. "I wonder why she's doing this."
"Saa…maybe she has her reasons, which Tezuka and Ryuzaki sensei know but we don't, even though we are her close friends…" Fuji narrowed his closed eyes. (I have no idea how you do that, but just go along.)
"Fujiko-chan, you sound rather…sadistic," Kikumaru took one step away from Fuji.
"Oh? I do? I'm sorry, I'm just going to walk over to her now," Fuji did as he said.
Ayame felt a chill down his/her spine. 'Must be Jiji (Fuji), he probably found out and is really angry now. I'd better move away from him.' He/She thought. Ayame walked over to Momoshiro, racket in hand.
"Shiro-kun, would you like to play a friendly match?"
"Yeah, sure. Wait, did you just call me Shiro-kun?"
"Anyone else with 'Shiro' in their name? Come on, you're so slow!" Ayame pulled Momoshiro's arm, forcing him to move to the free court.
'Darn, she got away.' Fuji thought, looking at his/her direction. 'But, I'll watch her match anyway.' With that, he walked towards the court Ayame and Momoshiro were going to play in, to watch, harmlessly.
"He's a good player, how unexpected," Oishi commented.
"Hn," was the buchou's reply.
"Mou! Tezuka buchouuuu! You're so boring! Don't you have anything better to say about me? Like, 'He's a really good player' or something!" Ayame shouted from across the court.
"…" Tezuka replied. He massaged his temples, this…person, was giving him a headache. And, didn't he need to concentrate on the game? Tezuka looked up, to see Ayame waving at him, like an elementary school kid.
"Hellloooo buchouuuu!"
"Is…is he in love with Tezuka?" Kawamura said, rather hesitantly.
Momoshiro stared at him/her, what was wrong with him? They were having a match now and he was waving at Tezuka, who looked as though he had a splitting headache. Momoshiro wanted to pull his hair out and scream like a madman. But he couldn't, he wasn't mad, at least, not yet.
Momoshiro ground his teeth in what seemed to be a mixture of frustration and confusion. This, this NEWBIE, who was seemingly in love with Tezuka buchou. He was slowly losing his temper…
"Ayame! We're having a match! Stop staring at Tezuka like you're in love with him!"
"Heeeeeh? I'm not in love with Tezuka buchou. I'm just excited that I've seen someone I've not for a long time!" Ayame tossed the ball, getting ready to serve. "Besides, I've already got a boyfriend, why would I like Tezuka buchou anyway?" He/She hit the ball right smack in the middle of his/her black and white racket. The ball shot past Momoshiro, without giving him a chance to react.
Momoshiro could only stare at the spot that the ball had bounced off. Was this person gay?
"Ahh…" Ayame let out a sigh. "I lost…Heh. Shiro-kun, looks like you're better than me!"
"I wouldn't be a regular if I didn't…" Momoshiro muttered.
"Woaaaaah. Ayame-chan's so good at tennis! I didn't know that! Ayame-chan! You're great! Even though you lost 6-2," Kikumaru shouted.
"Arigato, Kiku!" He/she waved childishly.
Fuji walked towards Ayame, one step at a time. An aura of danger emitting from him. With each step he took, the aura grew stronger and stronger. Everyone backed away for fear of incurring Fuji's wrath, like Ayame did. Even Inuidistanced himself from Fuji, literally.
"Ayame-chan…" Fuji smiled.
"Jiji…" Ayame said in a low dangerous voice. (a/n: 'jiji' is a nickname for Fuji. As in, Fuji.)
The aura that was emitting form both of them was so great that everybody ran out of the courts, except for the regulars of course. They had to set an example, for the regular club members. Poor them, they may die any moment. Let us observe a moment of silence for their sake. …
"I'm in the same class as you, am I not?" Fuji asks.
"Could you be in another class?"
"We're close friends, am I right?"
"Are we not?"
"We're very good friends, are we not?"
"Would it be any other way?"
"We share lots of things, don't we?"
"Is that not what close friends do?"
"So…"
"So…?"
"I was wondering…"
"Continue wondering."
"Why I do not know the reason for this act of yours, that you had a boyfriend, and that you can play tennis…Care to tell me?"
"Jiji! You never asked! What a relief! I thought that it was something important!" Ayame heaved a sigh of, uh, relieve. "Well, now you know, don't you?"
"Saaa… I guess you're right. But I do want to meet this boyfriend of yours…"
"And let you torture him? I must be a really horrible person if I did that. Even though I don't think he will be affected."
Fuji chuckled, "you're right again, Ayame-chan."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relieve, simultaneously, creating this synchro-ness with each other, and a very loud sound.
"All clear! I was so scared nya!"
"If this went on…" Kawamura shuddered.
"Thank goodness it's over," Oishi put a hand over his heart in relieve. (a/n: My, everyone's relieving today!)
"One Fuji-senpai's more than enough…we don't need another," Momoshiro said.
"Fsshhhhh…" Kaidoh agreed.
"Mada mada dane, senpai-tachi," Echizen smirked. "I'm used to this already."
"Are you so sure, Ryo-chan?" Ayame had suddenly pooped up behind Echizen, frightening him in the process, so much such that he fell on his butt. Ayame laughed.
"…Nee-san is not human…"
"NEE-SAN?" Everyone synchronized.
"No no no no no! I'm not his sister! I'm his cousin! COUSIN!"
"You didn't know?" Fuji addressed the 'everyone' that syncrhonised, meaning, everyoneexceptTezukaFujiKikumaruEchizenandRyuzaki- sensei. (Whew, that was tiring.)
"Ayame-chan's good at cross-dressing, nya!"
EveryoneexceptTezukaFujiKikumaruEchizenandRyuzaki- sensei sweat-dropped. They were not yet used to the demon that is Ayame.
"Now my cover's blown…thanks to Ryo-chan…darn, I'd wanted to play a bit longer."
"Play tennis?" Oishi asked, politely.
"No, with you guys."
"Awww" everyone syncronised again.
"No, as in, play with the mental states of your minds."
Everyone then took one step away from her, just like they did to Fuji earlier. Of course, everyone meaning everyoneexceptTezukaFujiKikumaruEchizenandRyuzaki- sensei.
"Ayame, so what do you want to do now? Go back to the girls' tennis club or what?" Ryuzaki-sensai asked. (a/n: I was sad that she didn't have a part to say earlier. So there.)
"Maa…I only came here to bug Ryoma…and spend some quality time with him…so…now that my cover's blown, I guess I'll go. I'm skipping training to come here anyway."
"Training?" Kawamura asked.
"This 'training' of yours…what kind of 'training' would it be?" Inui inquired. "Swimming. I'm in the school team."
"And how do you know Tezuka?"
"Tezuka's my brother's best friend."
"Brother? Aren't you an only child?"
"Brother as in, the guy's like my brother."
"Ii data…" Inui scribbled furiously on his notebook.
"Why are you collecting information on me anyway? What good will it do you, Inui-san?"
"Any information related to the regulars is useful," said Inui, still scribbling away on his notebook.
"Ooook…right."
"Would the 'brother' that you mentioned be Tsubasa Keitaro?"
"Yes. Captain of the Seigaku Swimming club."
"To which you are a member of, right?"
"Weren't you listening to what I said earlier?"
"Ayame-chan's a reeeaaal good swimmer nya," Kikumaru had suddenly popped up beside Ayame.
"Yes…it appears that she is a national level swimmer. Oh, and she's ranked number 8 in the whole of Japan in the 100m freestyle event. In fact, she's so good that arena's sponsoring her on sporting goods…" Inui read from his data book.
"…you make me sound like a mary-sue…but I feel flattered anyway."
"Woah…Ayame-chan! I didn't know you were that good!"
"Now is the time for hardwork and diligence in training for the regionals. Yudan sezu ni ikou! Go back to practicing or I'll make you run laps!" Tezuka ordered.
The three of them scuttled back to their respective venues allocated for their training. Kikumaru to his place beside Oishi playing a match against Momoshiro and Echizen, to which he had left a few moments ago to stick his nose into somebody else's business. Inui to his place beside his Inui drink placed on the table to inflict fear on anyone who dared to slack. Ayame to…wait, where is she?
"Where's Aya-chan? She was there a while ago nya."
"Oh look! Isn't that her there talking to a girl?" Oishi pointed out.
"Nyaaa! Mika-chan!" Kikumaru would have bounded over to them, but he feared Tezuka's wrath.
"Mi-chan, Tezuka's there. The stone block playing tennis on that court," Ayame pointed to Tezuka, who was playing a match with Kawamura.
"I know, I can see," Matsuyama Mika replied.
"Don't you want to go over and say hi?"
"Don't you have training? Shoo, go before the captain scolds you. Shoo, scat!"
"Changing the subject, are we? Ahh…but you're right anyway. I'll go. Bye!" Ayame turned and ran off, already late for her swimming training.
Mika looked at Ayame's retreating back and sighed, the girl was always doing weird things. First dressing up as a boy then joining the male tennis club. Well, at least he cover was blown already, so she wouldn't have to attend all those trainings. If she did, she would be overwhelmed anyway, what with her swimming training being almost every day and all. Sometimes, Mika didn't know what the girl was doing. Then again, the girl went through a lot when she was younger. No wonder she's weird now. Crazy girl.
Mika walked out of the school, towards the setting sun. She needed a poetic exit from this chapter.