Finally! the final part to Discovering FanFiction! A few warnings though: there is a bit of OOCness though that'd be expected and there are sexual references. Now then! Everything thing that wasn't included in the first two chapters will show up here~!

Saa, Enjoy the Show...!

Dirty Mindsets of FanFiction – Hyotei

~Summertime at Atobe's mansion, in the (so-called) backyard~

Atobe relaxed in chair under the shade of a purple umbrella. He adjusted his sunglasses and closed his eyes only to feel someone remove the shades a second later. Atobe's gaze formed a glare directed at the person who dared to disrupt his (beauty) nap. "Yuushi."

"Are you sure this is a good idea? Konomi-sensei is furious. He's been yelling for us to get back to work." Oshitari handed the sunglasses back to his captain.

"Ore-sama does what Ore-sama wants to do." With that Atobe snatched the object back. "Tell him to use those Seigaku players and their brat."

"Buchou, what is with you and Seigaku?"

Atobe was silent for a moment then simply retorted, "They are the main characters, so why shouldn't Ore-sama mention them?"

*stare*

"Ore-sama knows he's magnificent but it's rude to stare like that!"

"We don't believe you," Mukahi replied bluntly.

A sigh left the data man's lips as Kabaji came out with ice-cold drinks. "By the way, Atobe, why did you call us here?"

Atobe helped himself to some iced tea. "Ore-sama was practicing yesterday when Seigaku's-"

"I knew it!" Jirou shouted, coming out of nowhere. "Buchou does have an obsession with Seigaku! Personally I prefer Rikkaidai..."

Yes. I'm sure you do! Where did you come from anyway?!

He thought for moment. "Then again, that Fuji guy is pretty cool too! And Echizen-!"

The others ignored him as he went into fanboy mode.

"Anyway, as Ore-sama was saying... Ore-sama got a call from both Seigaku and Rikkaidai informing me to stay away from some plebian website called FanFiction! Ore-sama knows they're trying to hide something! So speak! Do any of you know what it is?"

Oshitari crossed his arms before leaning back into the chair. "I believe it's for fans to write what they what about their favorite books, movies, and animes."

"So literally fan fiction," observed the cap-wearing doubles player from his place in the pool.

"Heeeh, sounds fun!" Mukahi exclaimed clinging to the pool's edge. "Does that mean we're in there too?"

"Of course! We have to be!"

"No one can resist Ore-sama after all. All the episodes pertaining Ore-sama are very popular. In fact, Hyotei was suppose disappear after our loss but because we—Ore-sama—are—is—so loved, Konomi put us in again."

"Sugoi!"

To get his team's attention, the blue haired tensai cleared his throat then pulled out his portable laptop from the bag beside him, placing it gently on the table. It didn't take long for him to find the said site. "Actually, we take 15th place under the Anime/Manga category with 21,205 fanfics."

Shishido glanced over toward Oshitari with a skeptic look. "What's so great about this site?"

"Nothing particularly outstanding, if that's what mean."

"Fans would come at you with a murderous intent if they heard you say that."

"Fangirls love it. That, I know, is for sure."

Oshitari groaned as he rubbed his forehead in attempt to calm the oncoming headache. "Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling about this?"

Mukahi hoisted himself out the water and excitedly made his over to his doubles partner. "Let me see!"

"If you want."

The said acrobatic was just about to look at the screen when something wet hit the back of his head. He whirled around to land his glare on Shishido, anger rising. "What was that for?!"

"For your immaturity. Who gives a damn about a site like that!"

"Aren't you curious about what they wrote?!"

"Are you stupid? It's just trash in the form of written fantasies. Nothing worthy."

"I think you just dug your own grave..."

"Shishido!" chided the said male's partner. "If you continue to say things like that than those very fangirls will pulverize you!"

Atobe smirked from his comfortable position in the plastic beach chair. "Ore-sama suggests you listen to your partner."

"You too?!"

"Hey! Hey! Look at this!" Mukahi exclaimed pointing at the sun-glared screen.

The brown-haired doubles player 'tch-ed'. He had forgotten about the guy.

"Did you find something interesting!" Jirou's eyes gleamed with sheer excitement as he bounded toward the maroon haired player and the laptop. "I wanna see!"

"Take a look!"

"Oh! These guys are geniuses!"

"Desshou?!"

Kabaji peeked over their shoulders and stared blankly at the words written in the screen. The other team members watched him and found themselves falling into shock upon hearing the quiet player laugh out loud.

"Oi, oi! Ka-kabaji—! He's—!" A surprised and pale Shishido shakily pointed at the said male.

"He's laughing!" Otori chuckled.

"The world's not going to end right?! Right?!"

"Just what on earth did he see?!"

Mukahi grinned mischievously. "Do you want to know?"

"No!"/"Yes!"

"Then I'll tell you!"

The diva raised an eyebrow before glancing over to his trusted vice-captain. "What do you think, Yuushi?"

In response Oshitari just let out a breath. "Probably just something foolish."

"Shishido and Otori are lovers with the name Silver Pair!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"EH?!"

"Yes." Mukahi surmised with a nod. "These people were clever to see through your mask, Shishido."

"My ma—?! There's no such thing!" The said doubles player then chucked a ball at the acrobatic with a flustered expression.

Jirou was suffering from a laughing fit as he watched his furious teammate from the sidelines. "I never realized you were a tsundere!"

"That's because I'm not," Shishido deadpanned.

"Shishido, you could have simply told Ore-sama the truth. Ore-sama has nothing against your relationship," Atobe informed the latter, running his hand through his purplish hair for the millionth time that day.

"Buchou?!"

"Um, Shishido-senpai..."

"What is it, Choutarou?" he asked his partner, turning to face the silver-haired player, exasperated.

Bowing (mid-way due to the obstructive pool water), the younger replied, "Please take good care of me."

"Oi! Choutarou! Not you too!"

Chuckling, the vice-captain eyed the boy currently in the center of attention and adjusted his glasses, letting the rim gleam in the light. "Silver Pair—how suiting."

"What's that supposed to mean?!" With an irritated glare, Shishido removed himself from the chlorine water and strode over to the group surrounding the table. "There's no such thing!"

"You're blushing!"

"Am not!" He snatched the device away from the neuroleptic and acrobatic, aiming to close the Internet window. Something interesting caught his eye and he froze, figures inches away from the keys. "Well now, look at we have here."

"What did you find?" asked Otori as he leaned over the pool's edge.

"You're quite the player, vice-captain!" A condescending look breached the face of the pissed third year. "I never would have guessed! You must be a pervert as well."

"WHAT?! Explain, Shishido!" roared the said tensai with a glare.

Smirking, Shishido obediently set down the laptop and approach the other, fingers counting off each name as he listed them. "Sanada Genichirou. Hirakoba Rin. Akutagawa Jirou. Fuji Syuusuke. Echizen Ryoma. Niou Masaharu. Kikumaru Eiji. Amane Hikaru. Atobe Keigo. Last but not definitely not least, Mukahi Gakuto."

Everyone turns a shocked pale.

Stone Silence.

Each individual reaction: (Multiple times)

Jirou: "Uso! Hirakoba Rin?! I can't believe you!"

Mukahi: "Sanada... Amane... Niou... Arg!. My mind has been scarred!"

Atobe: "Ore-sama?! You tried to make a move on Ore-sama?!"

Jirou: "Yay! Fuji-kun and Echizen-kun! Sugoi!"

Kabaji: "...?...!..."

Mukahi: "Kikumaru Eiji... Just hearing that makes me feel pissed! I won't lose!"

Otori: "You move quite fast, fukubuchou."

Shishido: "Can't believe you made a move on your own teammates though."

Atobe: "..." ＜—for once, is speechless

Oshitari: "Lies! It's all just in your head!"

Otori clapped his hands together in conclusion. "Out of all the possible pairings, I think you and Mukahi-sempai work out the best!"

"You even have an official name!"

"Name?"

"Yeah. It even suits you two! Ne, *Dirty Pair?" *said in English

"Dir-?!"

"Speaking of which," interrupted the red-haired acrobatic, "I don't get it."

"Get what?" questioned the lazy player.

Mukahi turned to his partner, a small pout gracing his lips. "How come we don't have kinky pet names for each other?"

The vice-captain had a spit take moment and choked on the outdoor air. "What the hell are you going on about, Gakuto?

"Well doesn't those two Seigaku players give each other pet name? All we have is the title Dirty Pair!" he replied with a pout.

Oshitari groaned and mumbled, "Figured."

"You don't think..." The acrobatic turned to his partner with teary eyes. "...Sensei loves them more than us?!"

"How the hell did you come to that conclusion?!" Shishido shouted, annoyed.

"How could I not?!"

Jirou tip-toed toward the object known as a laptop and fiddled with the filters. A large grin spread across the boy's as he shouted, "Sugoi!" He rushed over to where Atobe and Oshitari were sitting and stared at them with sparkling eyes.

The rest of the group fell silent, unsure if they should ask what he was so excited about. Mukahi took the chance to make his exit and jumped into the pool. Otori dodged incoming water and pushed against the edge and toward a floaty which he happily sat on. Meanwhile the others continued their odd staring contest with orangish haired player.

"And?" Atobe asked, taking a sip of the cooled soda. "Did you see something useful?"

"Useful? It's beyond useful! It's awesome! They paired me up with really strong players! Even you, buchou!"

"How is that useful?!"

That caused the captain to fault (anime style) and choke on the iced tea. "O-Ore-sama?! It's true Ore-sama is powerful but that will never happen!"

"It's possible."

"Sou ne, I can actually see it."

The narcissistic captain glared. "Whose side are you on?!"

"Guess what!" interrupted the lazy singles player, "I'm paired with Echizen and Marui!"

Team's reactions Part Two:

Shishido: "I knew you were going to say that!"

Oshitari: "You got paired with Echizen as well? What persistent fans."

Mukahi: "I can't tell if you're excited about being paired with Echizen or Marui."

Otori: "You and Marui-san look good together, sempai, and Echizen-kun suits you well."

Kabaji: "Usu."

Mukahi: "Being paired with Echizen, huh? I bet there isn't much action, is there... The two probably would just sleep."

Atobe: "..." ＜—currently venting his irritation by staring at himself using a hand mirror

"That aside, what other pairings are there?" Oshitari asked, in attempt to prevent the conversation from going in the wrong direction.

"That's a good question," Otori voiced. "We haven't seen the rest of the pairings for Mukahi-sempai, Buchou, and myself. Also, we have yet to see what's in store for Kabaji."

The brown-haired double player inwardly facepalmed. "Why the hell are we even discussing this?! It's stupid!"

"Language," chided Otori.

The acrobatic stared blankly at the other male. "What colorful vocabulary you have there."

"Shut up!"

"Kabaji, ka?" Mukahi relaxed on his back in the water. "He doesn't seem like the type to be in a relationship. Who is paired with him, I wonder."

"Atobe, for starters," Oshitari provided, ignoring the fuming captain. "And let's see here..."

"Jeez, buchou, you're popular."

"Of course Ore-sama is!"

The blue haired doubles player ignored them. "There's a couple of fics where he's partnered with Dan-"

"Dan?!" shouted the acrobat. "As in Dan Taichi?!"

Shishido did a double take. "Eh?! Isn't that the boy that follows that delinquent around?"

"I remember him!" The silver-haired player informed, nodding.

"-Taichi,-"

"I knew it!" the acrobatic pumped a fist into the air.

"-a few with Jirou,-"

"Wah~ Really?"

"-one with Echizen Ryoma,-"

"Echizen again?" muttered Shishido.

"-and finally, one with Tezuka Kunimitsu."

Jirou gave the stoic team member a thumbs up. "Nice! You got paired with Seigaku's captain!"

"I honestly don't see how that works."

"I don't see how any of them work!"

"The mind of a fangirl is a frightening thing," Otori agreed calmly, adjusting his position on the floaty. "I wonder who else they put me with...?"

Shishido grimaced at his partner's words. "That question should be taboo itself."

"I want to know the rest of mine too!" piped up the maroon haired male from the pool's rim.

"Ore-sama as well."

"Heeeeh, ja, let's do buchou last!" Jirou shouted.

"As they say 'save the best for last'!"

"Atobe's is going to be amusing, don't you think?"

"Ore-sama agrees."

A long sigh left the vice-captain's lips. "Getting started..." Eyes scanned the screen as he changed the filters. "Otori has... Hiyoshi."

"Hiyoshi?" Mukahi repeated, mind picturing the said boy and the tall second year in liplock.

Atobe looked thoughtful. "It seems possible."

The brown-haired doubles player reached over the table and grabbed his drink before looking at the others with a smirk. "Too bad he isn't here to hear this."

"Otori, you also get paired Atobe and Echizen."

"Really? That's great!"

"Choutaru, do you understand what the heck you are saying?!"

"Ore-sama's prowess is getting dangerous..."

"Echizen again, ka? Konomi-sensei must've put him in the wrong school."

Oshitari shook his head at the team's words. "There's also Niou Masaharu, Kikumaru Eiji, Mizuki Hajime, and a few others which are better unnamed. Other than that I must say I'm impressed; you as Silver Pair has quite the popularity."

Reactions Round Three:

Shishido: "Please tell those listed people are just crack fics!"

Atobe: "Silver Pair is that popular?"

Mukahi: "Who tops?"

Shishido: "Wha-?!"

Otori: "How fascinating. They're truly interesting people! I wonder how it happened."

Jirou: "Eh? They're not fun!"

Mukahi: "Wait, did you say 'Kikumaru Eiji'?! Damn! That sneaky cat!"

Atobe: "As long as you're in good hands..."

Kabaji: "..." ＜—drinking his juice

Oshitari: "What a headache."

"Wait a moment!" Shishido exclaimed, slamming his cup against the table. "I just realized that all the pairings are homosexual pairings!"

"I applaud you for using such big words!" Teased the acrobatic as a clap resound in the large... backyard. "Though I must say I'm impressed; it only took you (approximately) ten minutes to figure that out."

"Shishido slow!"

"Will you two just shut up?!"

The tall second year sweatdropped. "Come now, the fact that they're making us gay aside-"

"'Aside'?! 'Aside' you say?! It's a big deal!"

The diva grinned. "But isn't this a dream come true for you, Shishido?"

"It's not!"

"Moving on..." the navy haired male fiddled with the filters once more. "Gakuto, I had a feeling the fans were going to pair you with these people."

"Don't tell me I have Echizen Ryoma too?!"

"Actually, you don't." ＜—bluntly

"What?!"

"Doesn't that make Mukahi the only Hyotei member who doesn't have Echizen as a pair?!"

"You're right!"

Oshitari nodded in agreement. With the knowing fact that he wanted to get this over with, in mind, the vice-captain hurriedly listed of the names he read on the screen. "Hiyoshi and a few with Atobe."

"..."

"...That's it?"

"Yup. Pretty much, though there some interesting friendship fics with some others."

"...Okay but for romance...that's it?"

"That's it."

Silence.

Then... Mukahi exploded.

"What the hell?! Why is it that Yuushi has over nine while I get three?! How is that fair?! That's cruel, fans, that's just cruel! And Eiji! He probably has more than me, doesn't he! My acrobatic play is better than his so why is that?! Where is the justice in this?!" He panted, catching all the air he just lost.

"If it helps, the number of your fics reach over 370."

"Really?! Then all can be forgiven."

It's best to keep silent about our numbers...

The narcoleptic practically doubled over in laughter. Catching his breath he spoke, "Now it's Buchou's turn!"

"Sou ne, it is, isn't it?"

Mukahi moved to take a quick peek at the screen before going back into the pool. "I said you were popular before but let me change that... You're not just popular—You're freakishly popular!"

"What?! Why is that? His attitude is worse than that shrimp Echizen!"

"Hey!" ＜—he thinks it's the other way around

"Ready, Atobe?"

The said male sat up right with a smirk. "Bring it. Ore-sama no bigi ni yoi na!"

"Wait, since when did this become a competition?!" the brown-haired doubles player paled, reaching toward his teammates weakly.

A gleam reflected off the tensai's glasses as he went into battle mode. "First off is Ryuuzaki Sakuno!"

"Oi, Oshitari, why are you joining them?!"

"Heh, that girl is unworthy of Ore-sama!"

"Go buchou!"

Jirou stepped alongside the vice-captain, joining him in his own battle stance. "Yukimura Seiichi~ It's a good choice! I'd support you!"

"Why thank you, Jirou."

"Buchou, doesn't this make you an M?"

"Wha-?! Ore-sama is not and never will be, an M!"

"Honest?"

"Honest."

"Cross your heart and hope to die?"

"...Cross my heart..."

"There! You paused! You hesitated!"

"Of course! What kind of person would hope to die?!"

Jirou clapped his hands together, disrupting the oncoming fight. "Ne, our teammates aside... Are there any other pairings for him?"

"Pfft. Of course there is!"

Otori slipped off the floaty and pulled himself out of the water, calmly joining the two who stood ready to battle. "Ah! You're with Tezuka-san!"

"Tez-Tez-Tezuka?! Ore-sama is?!"

"Hidoi yo!" Jirou cried. "Even though we suspected it all this time, why didn't you just come clean to us?!"

"Suspected?!" Atobe repeated, unsure how to describe the foreboding feeling inside him.

Shishido looked away. "I can't believe it." ＜—he joined anyway

"Ore-sama has no feelings for-"

A sad expression came over the tall second year. "We trusted you!"

"Wait! You got it all wrong!"

"Is that right?" Oshitari eyed his captain. "If you're truly not with Tezuka, it must be true that you're with Fuji!"

"What?! That sadist?! Ore-sama prefer not to be within five meters of that guy!"

"Hmmm." Mukahi stared. "Usotsuki."

"Did you just call Ore-sama a liar?!"

"Then you really are an M!"

"No!"

"You lied! It's time to die!" Mukahi shouted, pointing at Atobe accusingly.

The blue haired tensai silence the group with a cough and locked gazes with the narcissistic diva. Silence. "Sanada Genichirou!"

Gasps were heard as the name left the male's lips.

"Atobe," Shishido spoke up, surprisingly calm, "so you truly were two-timing your Seigaku lovers."

"Wouldn't it actually be triple-timing?"

"Two-timing? Triple-timing? Stop making things up!" he growled.

"I see!" The orangish haired tensai snapped his finger in some kind of recognition and realization. "So that's why Buchou kept visiting Rikkaidai!"

"Naruhodo."

"Sanada is merely a worthy opponent. Nothing more. Nothing less."

"Your dreams probably say otherwise."

"Mukahi!"

"Well either way it doesn't matter to me," Oshitari stated. "In the end you accomplished the impossible."

Other than the captain, all the other members of the Hyotei tennis team (including Kabaji?!) gazed at their vice-captain with curious starry eyes.

A smirk formed on his lips as he explained his words, "You take part in not just threesomes but also a sixsome called the OT6!"

"Five?! Those plebian fans stuck Ore-sama with five other guys?!"

"Yukimura Seiichi. Sanada Genichirou. Tezuka Kunimitsu. Fuji Syuusuke. And best of all-"

These names-!

The smirk became a wicked grin (this tensai is a sadist too?!) as his lips mouth the final name, "Echizen Ryoma."

Atobe paled. "That... That... That brat!" He glared at the electronic device (if looks could kill...) and plotted its demise. "They dared to even consider Ore-sama falling for him!"

"Actually," voiced the silver-haired player, "I think you suit Echizen-kun the most."

"Agreed! Both if you are incredibly arrogant! Royals of the Royals: the Royal Pair!"

"Sometimes you and Echizen are like a squabbling newlywed couple. Or maybe a cat and dog suits your situation better?"

Atobe glared—hard.

"Ohhh, nice play, Yuushi!" Mukahi shouted from the pool's edge, giving his friend a thumb's up.

"I do my best."

Shishido whistled as he glanced at the total number of fics under the said couple's names. "About 300! Man, Buchou, you sure know how to pick 'em."

A fierce blush threatened their captain's cheeks as he stood there unusually speechless.

"You know, if you like Echizen this much then all you have to do is transfer him to Hyotei. Otori would love the company after you graduate. (Though that will never happen.)"

Mukahi got out of the pool and joined his team once more. He scrolled down then stopped as he read the summary to one if the fics. "Heeeh, it seems Buchou is Echizen's knight in shining armor."

Atobe's eyes widened and he moved to snatch away the laptop but was stopped by Kabaji who, in turn, ignored the orders given to him.

He must be curious after all...

Otori took a sip of his newly acquired lemonade. "What do you mean by that, Sempai?"

"A lot of these fics have Echizen being betrayed by his beloved team then running into our captain's arms." The red-head explained gesturing to Atobe who simply glared back. "And he comes here for... support, I guess."

Oshitari raised an eyebrow. "Then Atobe and Echizen-"

"Fall in love. Bingo!" Clapping his hands together, he smiled. "However, the fun doesn't end there!"

"Really?!"

"There's more?!"

"This is so much fun!"

"Fun?! How is this fun?!" Atobe growled, wishing he could stop them before they could continue ripping away his pride and dignity.

"Words can't even describe how much fun this is!"

"Oi, Mukahi, what did you mean be by more?"

"Did they do 'it'?"

The said boy grinned. He turned and moved so he was an inch away from the diva. "It must tough for you...with Echizen like that..."

Jirou blinked. "What are talking about?"

"Why...?"

"You're smiling so it can't be something bad, right, sempai?" Otori watched the upperclassmen in wonder.

"Just what are you blabbing about?" Atobe asked, their staring competition coming to a stalemate.

"Omedetou," Mukahi congratulated. "I think you'll make a great father!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"WHAT?!"

"Sou, sou," the acrobat replied with a knowing nod, "the fans call it Mpreg. Male pregnancy." ＜—he feels smart

Atobe paled. He paled to the point where white sheets no longer looked white. His worst fears had just come true, thanks to the scary people known as (plebian) fangirls.

"You must be good in bed for such a thing to happen."

"You lie! Guys can't get pregnant!" Shishido retorted.

"Think again," Oshitari inquired, "this is coming from the world of fanfiction. All the power rests in the hands of the writers."

Otori smiled. "A child from buchou and Echizen-kun? I want to see it! It's be so cute!"

"Chou-Choutarou, you're aware of what you just said just now, right?"

"Eh? But it would be cute, wouldn't it? It'd probably have a permanent arrogant expression on its face..."

Just a second after Otori finished, Atobe slipped from Kabaji's gripped. Quickly, he grasped one of the drinks and dumped the contents onto the device, causing it to sizzle and crackle. The viewable sparks made the vice-captain go white.

"Atobe! You owe Yuushi another laptop!"

"Oh, that was his? Sorry. Ore-sama didn't know."

Liar!

"You destroyed it! You ruined it! You broke it! My favourite laptop!"

"Ore-sama is not so destructive!" Atobe paused for a moment to think then soon continued with a smirk. "Ore-sama didn't break it, just merely put it out of its misery!"

"Maybe so but now that so-called misery landed on me!" Oshitari somewhat calmly approached his captain and grabbed his arm. "We're getting a new one now." He then ignored Arobe's protests and dragged into the house with Kabaji's help.

"Yuushi's scary when he's pissed!"

"I want to see what happens next!"

With that both the acrobatic and the narcoleptic trailed after the three.

The silver-haired second year sighed. "Well then, I guess it's going to end there today." He picked up the glasses and started toward the door, stopping to glance and his friend. "Are you coming?"

"Nah. I'll stay out here for a while longer."

"Okay. Don't get burned." With that Otori left.

When the door finally shut, Shishido pumped a fist into the warm air with a gleeful expression that was accompanied waterfalls of joyous tear. Yes! I survived! They didn't notice that we failed to look at the rest of my pairings!

Vzzzt!

Smiling, he pulled out his phone and opened the new message:

To: Shishido

From: the diva

Shishido, we forgot to look at yours. Doing it tomorrow. Be there!

The smile fell.

DOOM

Finished! Haha, what are your opinions? Ok well with this complete I have an announcement to make: a close friend of mine has talk me into doing 'discovering fanfiction' fics for other animes! So if you have any suggestions let me know in a review or PM! Suggestion given to me thus far: Kuroko no Basuke, FMA, and Inuyasha.