Chapter 3: Where Everything Changed
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Fuji went into the club room to change into his uniform. Wait…his uniform? He picked it up this morning. He should have noticed that it wasn't his Seigaku uniform. Then he would have known something was odd. Well actually, there were many things wrong in the morning already, like how his house had looked like it was remodeled somehow. Maybe he was in too much of a hurry, and that's why he didn't notice it. He pulled it out of his bag and it was a Hyoutei uniform, grayish-blue and white.
Maybe that's why he didn't see the change. It looked a lot like Seigaku's.
After playing a one-set match with Jirou, Fuji winning 6-2, it was break time. He and Jirou sat together at a nearby bench to rest. Jirou was going on and on about Fuji's moves. Fuji was smiling and listening quietly as Jirou chatted on about how cool he was.
"No matter how many times I've seen Higuma Otoshi, it always amazes me! "
"What about Oshitari-kun? Doesn't he use the Higuma Otoshi?"
"Oshitari-kun? I don't think I've ever seen him use it before... but anyways, that other one, what was it called? The one that goes flying up and then it goes back toward you! That was the first time I've ever seen it! It was AWESOME!"
"You mean Hakugei? Didn't you see it before? In our last game…?" Fuji stopped.
Of course that's the first time he's seen it, the only time he's used it before was in him and Jirou's game that didn't exist in this world. He was serious that time because of Tezuka. Since Tezuka wasn't part of his life, supposedly, he never got serious. "
"In our last game? If you used it I definitely would've remembered it!"
"Ah... never mind, sorry, I was talking about something else." "Oh, well…anyways, as I was saying, Fuji-kun you are so cool! You're my best pal right? Right? Right?"
Jirou was really amusing. It seemed like he could talk forever about the awesome-ness of Fuji's moves. It's like a non-stop worshipping machine. "Hn-hm." He smiled. It wouldn't be too hard getting used to this. Even though it was kind of weird that he's suddenly in Hyoutei, but in reality he's actually been in Hyoutei since the beginning of middle school 1st year.
"…Ok?"
No response.
"Fuuuuujiiiiiiiii-kunnnnnnnnnn, are you even listening?"
"Oh, sorry Aku- I mean, Jirou-kun, as you were saying?"
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"I'm home!"
After a long day of school at Hyoutei and an almost non-stop talking Jirou, Fuji finally got to go home. He would have gotten lost, good thing he had walked with Jirou home. Since he goes to Hyoutei, he lived in a different house. (That was why everything looked so different in the morning.) Then, a thought came to his mind, wasn't Jirou the one who slept all the time?
In the battle of Seigaku versus Hyoutei, he had slept through the two doubles games, the singles 3 game and only woke up during his game and only to fall back asleep during Tezuka's and Echizen's. But he was really enthusiastic when he had played Fuji, so maybe he never got into the habit of sleeping so much because Fuji was in his classes.
"Syuusuke, I made apple pie, Yuuta's favorite!" said a voice.
"Nee-san? You're home? Yuuta's here too?" Fuji said back.
"Hn-hm! Come to the kitchen for dinner."
The kitchen? Fuji walked to the next room, it was the family room. Where was the kitchen? The room after that was the dining room, then the stairs then a short hallway and then finally the kitchen. It might take some time for Fuji to be able to get used to the house.
"What took you so long? You could have gone the other way," growled a very annoyed Yuuta.
"Yuuta-kun!" he went over to hug his little brother.
"Aniki, get off me!"
"Hey Yuuta-kun, what school do you go to?"
Yuuta eyed him weirdly, "Seigaku? Uh…why do you ask?"
"Seigaku?"
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Reposted: April 29, 2007
