konnichiwa. ^^ So here is my second chapter. I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fuji (pout), I do not own Tezuka (another pout), I don't own Prince of tennis (last pout)

7 Undeserved punishment

FUJI'S POV

I was one of the first students in school of course, seeing that I was half an hour earlier than most of the other students. I was walking in the direction of the club room, hoping that nobody would be there. It was more hoping that somebody in particular wasn't there already. All the other regulars came around 10 minutes before practice started. But our buchou always came early.

So I had to hope every time that he wasn't there yet. Because when he was, I ended up doing laps for not being on the courts on time. I had to wait for the others to leave the room after changing before I could change into my tennis outfit.

Despite all these precautions, I still think that some of the regulars noticed something. For example Eiji, because he is my best friend or Oishi since he is always worried about everyone. Tezuka as well, the reason for that is because he just notices everything.

So I should be more careful around them. But here's the problem, the only thing that they can really notice, is that I'm sore. I can't hide that fact any more than I already do.

After I changed into my tennis outfit in an empty club room and did our warming-up exercise, we had to practice our pin-point precision. Not that pin-point precision is a problem for me. It's just that the soreness in my arms may cause problems. Like my strikes being less powerful or my moves being a bit stiffer and hesitant. That may lead to one of the members noticing that I'm not in my top form. They could start asking questions and then I would need to search for an excuse that was believable. Or I could just avoid the question by ignoring it.

Thankfully nobody questioned me about it. I did feel someone stare at me when I was playing; I just knew that it was Tezuka. Nobody else could make me shiver slightly when I felt them gaze at me.

When tennis practice was at it end, Tezuka asked all the regulars to gather.

"We are going to have practice matches after school, so be sure to be here on time," he said in his stoic, demanding tone.

Tezuka looked at me when he said that last part, making sure that I got the hint. But I would still be late, I had no other choice.

"Hai!" all the members answered simultaneously.

Everybody went to the changing room while I went in a slow pace to the drinking fountain. I always did this to stall some time. Nobody asked me about it anymore. I started doing this in the beginning of this year, at the same time my father started punishing me harder. The bruises couldn't be hidden anymore or made up with some lame excuse. So I had to make sure that they didn't notice a single bruise.

I ended up being last in the club room every time I had to change after practice. That resulted in me being just in time for the first lesson to begin. Even Eiji got used to going to class without me.

This time when I returned to the club room almost everybody was gone. Only Tezuka was still there along with Eiji and Oishi.

Great! The only ones I had to be extra careful around were still here.

"Nya Fujiko, do you think that Kamijou-sensei would do a test?" my hyperactive best friend asked.

In the meanwhile was Oishi looking at me with a worried look on his face. I was sure that he had noticed my stiffness today as well.

"Eiji, sensei clearly said that he would do a test about the previous subject," I responded while smiling at him.

"Really?" Eiji asked a bit anxious now.

"Yes, I wouldn't joke about something like that, now would I?" my smile turned a bit mischievous while I said this.

"Eto…"

"I'm not joking Eiji. You know he always does a test when we've seen something new, don't you?"

"Ah, that's right. Come on Oishi I need to go to my classroom to look at it. Nya!" Eiji said as he grabbed Oishi's arm and pulled him with him.

Now I still had to get rid of Tezuka. But how? Oh I know.

"Ne, Tezuka aren't you going to be late?" I asked seemingly innocent.

"No. I can wait," Tezuka replied shortly.

"Oh, that's so sweet. It's like you are my boyfriend," I replied still smiling innocently at the stoic person in front of me.

"Fuji, don't joke around. Get dressed," he said still in his stoic demeanour even though there was a slight blush on his cheeks and his brows twitched a bit.

My heart jolted when I saw him blush. I know he was only blushing slightly, but still, kawaii.

"Don't you want to help me getting undressed Tezuka?" I asked taking a huge risk but at the same time I had nothing to worry about. Tezuka would never comply with that.

"Fuji, I'll leave if you don't start changing soon."

Yes that's was what I needed; only one little push now.

"Shikashi, I want you to help me," I pouted slightly.

"No. I'll see you at practice Fuji. Don't be late," he said in his low sexy voice.

"Hai, buchou," I responded.

He went out of the door. When I was sure that he was gone I started changing into my school uniform as fast as I could.

I was right on time. The school bell went, warning the students that classes were about to start. I went to sit on my seat next to the window with Eiji sitting on my other side. He grinned at me and he wished me good luck with the test. We indeed started, like almost every lesson of Kamijou-sensei, with a small quiz.

The quiz had gone well, but the lesson was a tad boring. I started staring outside at the tree that was blocking the rest of my view a bit.

The rest of the day was also quite boring, but it was better than having to be at home. I was actually looking forward to practice. Since I could stay a bit longer away from home and I didn't need to be in this boring class. But on the other side, there was this negative point about the possibility of my friends finding out my secret.

Eiji was walking next to me too the club room. When I entered a lot of the members were already changing. Tezuka looked at me and nodded in approval of me being on time. But that approval wouldn't last long.

"I'll be right back. It seems that I forgot something," I said while rummaging through my bag.

"Fuji," Tezuka said and I looked at him in response.

"Yes, buchou?"

"Make sure you hurry. Otherwise you'll be late, again."

"Hai!"

I ran out of the room and went back in the direction of the school hall. I just needed to stay there for around five minutes, before going back. I knew I had to run laps again and that I was testing Tezuka's patience with me. But it's not like I could do it any other way.

So when I came back the last of the regulars were coming outside of the club room.

"Nya, Fujiko what took you so long?" Eiji asked curiously.

"I couldn't find it. I think I must have left it at home," I replied.

"Fuji when you finish changing you need to run 10 extra laps for being late," Tezuka said, his voice sounding a bit tired of needing to say this to me every day.

"Hai Tezuka-buchou."

So I went inside, changed, back outside, I did the warm up and then my extra laps before joining the other regulars in the practice matches. The end of practice was near and all of the regulars had to play one more game.

My last game was against Takashi, our power player. I had this bad feeling when playing against him. It's not that I was afraid of losing or something. It's just that well Takashi is known for his power, and my arms were still sore. So I think that that would cause some problems for me.

And I was right. Somewhere at the end of our match, that I was winning, Takashi served a very powerful ball. I wanted and tried to stop it, but it was to no avail. The ball had too much strength for me and when the ball hit my racket with a loud thud, my grip loosened.

The strength of the impact had knocked the racket out of my hand. My racket went straight to my shoulder and it hit me. The ball dropped on the ground and bounced a couple of times, my racket, after hitting me, also fell onto the ground. I staggered a bit backwards and grabbed my shoulder in reaction.

It hurt! The racket had hit my right shoulder and that was just the one with a huge bruise on it. I hadn't noticed where the tennis ball had rolled. So when staggering a bit backwards I stumbled across the small yellow ball. It lay behind my left foot and I didn't have my balance back so I fell to the ground.

Everybody had stopped with what they were doing and were looking straight at me. I could hear a gasp or two and I could feel a lot of eyes on me.

Takashi had ran to me together with all the other regulars. The rest of the team were slowly coming closer and stopped a bit further away than the regulars.

The power player was apologizing when Tezuka came closer. I was rubbing my lower back a bit on the spot where I had fallen on. I had yet to notice that my vest and shirt were a bit hiked up and showed a part of my stomach and side.

Oishi was on my right side and Tezuka on my left. I don't think that they had noticed that fact either. That was until Eiji gasped.

"Fujiko, where did you get those bruises from?"

Kawaii: cute

Eto: uuh

Shikashi: but

So? what did you think of it? Oh and btw sorry about the small cliffhanger. No not really :p

I'm a bit sadistic, so I'm not sorry at all. You'll probably notice a lot of small cliffhangers at the end of my chapters. Whenever it's possible, there will be a cliffhanger. ^^

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