Eternal.Angel
July 25th, 2008 to August 3, 2008

Disclaimers: I do not own any part whatsoever of Prince of Tennis.
Summary: The High Schools all over Japan enjoy their time at the Sky Rides…many, many, pairings! CRACK. Enjoy! And don't forget to review please!

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Prologue Two
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Tezuka, staring at his members fighting over HIS pillar of support, coughed loudly. However, no one paid any attention to him. Momoshiro and Kikumaru were tugging at each of the first year's arms. Kawamura was trying, yes trying, to comfort Oishi, who was still down, sweat drops falling from his head. Fuji was eying Inui suspiciously, ensuring that he wouldn't make the same mistake again. Kaidoh was just hissing away as if it were nothing at all. And Echizen, of course, was suffering.

Tezuka twitched rather much.

"Everyone, fifty laps!"

"Yuushi, how come those Seigaku people are running around?" asked a certain Muhaki Gakuto, cocking his head to the side in confusion. Oshitari Yuushi pushed up his glasses and answered his friend's question.

"Tezuka probably ordered them to run laps for no reason. But at least we will get to ride this one faster then, since they're out of line." The line progressed forward. "So Gakuto, want to ride with me?"

"Why not, Yuushi?"

"Eh-hem," a cough followed, "I believe that Oshitari is riding with me, Ore-sama." It was none other than THE Atobe Keigo. He flicked his hair to the side and smirked, "Be awed by my prowess."

"Oh shut up, Atobe."

"DO NOT TELL ORE-SAMA TO SHUT UP, GAKUTO! Neh, Kabaji?"

"Usu."

"But Atobe," pointed out Yuushi, "Wouldn't Kabaji be lonely without you?"

"Of course not! Ore-sama won't ever be lonely! Neh, Kabaji?"

"Usu."

"…"

But in truth, Kabaji was sad. He didn't want to part from his dear friend, THE Atobe Keigo at all! He had always depended on him, and now, if THE Atobe was about to go on the ride with someone else, who would he go with? This greatly disheartened him, but despite that, his face showed no signs of changing or moving emotions. Not one tiny bit.

That was his specialty, of course.

"I'm riding with Yuushi!"

"No, Ore-sama is going to ride with Oshitari! Neh, Kabaji?"

"Usu."

"YOU ARE SO NOT, YOU 'ORE-SAMA' FREAK!"

"DON'T YOU DARE STEAL MY NAME, YOU FILTH!"

"I AM SO NOT FILTH, SO YOU MUST ALWAYS CALL ME ORE-SAMA!"

"NEVER!"

Shishido Ryou was truly annoyed by the arguing of his teammate and his captain. Sighing loudly, he took in a deep breath and hoped to break it out. Because he just felt like it.

"Can we all just shut up and wait for our turn on the rides? It doesn't matter who goes with whom, except that Choutaro and I go together," said Shishido, staring at the quarreling. "If you guys are in that bad of shape in your relationship, why don't you two get together instead, and let Oshitari sit with Kabaji. Is it that hard? Oh yea, let Jirou sleep with what's-his-face, if that helps."

Hiyoshi Wakashi only sighed, but no one heard him, sadly.

"Shishido-san! Thank you so much for sitting with me!" exclaimed Ootori Choutaro, excited about this. He had always admired Shishido and looked up to him as a very, very close friend. Shishido flashed an encouraging smile at his doubles partner and patted him on the back. Choutaro's heart secretly fluttered, but he told no one of this feeling.

"Uh…Choutaro. It's written all over your face," pointed out Gakuto, pointing a finger at the second year's face. Ootori, taken aback by this, touched his face, hoping to find what his senpai was talking about. Muhaki only rolled his eyes though, but didn't say a word. The second year was way TOO adorable and innocent to corrupt and defile, after all. And a certain someone would be after his life as well. And that someone shot the acrobatic one a glare before consoling Choutaro, calming him down.

"Ah!" exclaimed Atobe excitedly, finally noticing first for the first time, "It's Tezuka and his team!"

"Usu."

The Hyoutei team, following Atobe's lead, wandered towards Seigaku as they were jogging in place, finally noticing the other team as well.

"Why if it isn't Hyoutei," said Momoshiro with a slight sneer, although no one noticed.

"Atobe," said Tezuka, eying him.

"Tezuka," said Atobe, eying him.

And Hiyoshi sighed again, knowing what was about to happen, for he was just that smart to predict the future.

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Owari
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A/N: Well, here's the second prologue…although prologues should be stuck into one. Maybe I should have said 'prologue – part one', but that doesn't really matter now. Anyways, I have like…I don't know, a gazillion more prologues to go before the actual story starts? Oh gee, that would be nice. XD Please review and give me any feedback! I am very happy to be criticized because there is always room for improvement. Arigatou!

Ja ne, and I do not own any part of Prince of Tennis!

Eternal.Angel