A/n: Nya, another, chapter! Woot. Joy-Joy typed this.
Chapter 3 (Monday)
"Oi! Echizen! Wait up!" Momoshiro yelled.
"Momo-senpai?" Ryoma looked behind him and saw momoshiro running frantically towards him.
He finished the last of his can of Ponta and threw it into the blue recycle bin.
"E…E…Echizen," Momoshiro said, panting heavily. "Did you receive an sms from Tezuka buchou last night?"
Ryoma frowned. "Sms? I don't switch on my handphone at night…"
Momo made a face. "Anyway, we're meeting at Fuji-senpai's classroom during recess for, ah, measuring."
"Measuring?"
Momoshiro blushed. "Our costumes."
"Ah," Ryoma smirked. "Hmmm…wonder what sort of dress Momo-senpai will get…"
Momoshiro's face turned even redder. He made a face. "Shut up."
"Er, um, Echizen…Can you please stay still for a while…" one of the non-regulars in charge of costumes asked Ryoma. He had been trying to measure Ryoma's waist for more than 3 minutes but still could not get a proper measurement.
Ryoma turned slightly red. "Sorry, Takayama-senpai."
Meanwhile, the 2 boys trying to measure Momoshiro and Kaidoh were having quite a hard time.
"Er, um, Kaidoh-senpai…" the timid 1st year boy said slowly, scared by Kaidoh's look on his face. "Could you please lift your arms, we need to…"
"Fushuu…" Kaidoh made a face and lifted his arms.
"Eeek!" the first year boy gulped as he took the measuring tape from the table.
"NO! I CANNOT BE THAT FAT!" Momoshiro exclaimed in horror.
"But…but Momo-senpai...It's really 37 inches…" the poor first year boy stammered.
"Hmm…Momoshiro hates being fat." Inui recorded this into his data notebook. "Ii data."
"YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO WRITE THAT DOWN, INUI-SENPAI!" Momoshiro yelled.
Fuji smiled. "So," he said to the 1st year measuring his legs. "What sort of dress are you going to give us?"
"Umm…Frilly dresses?" the 1st year boy replied nervously as he pushed up his glasses.
"Ryuuzaki sensei said you could request for extra things like…Puffy sleeves, low cut dress etc. Don't worry, Fuji-senpai, we'll make sure you look like a perfect Cinderella on that day! We'll do up your hair nicely, please don't cut it and…Um, Fuji-senpai, do you have any special requests for your 3 dresses?"
"Hmmm…" Fuji frowned slightly. Then he smiled. "Why don't you ask Tezuka? After all, he's the prince."
"Hai!" the boy nodded and went to find Tezuka.
"Um…Anou, Tezuka buchou…" said the boy who was taking Tezuka's measurements. "For the pants of the prince's outfit…Would you like us to make one for you or would you like to bring your own? It's supposed to be black. Or…Would you like to put together your own outfit? Most preferably you need a coat, a long sleeve shirt and a pants."
Tezuka nodded. "I'll bring my own clothes."
The boy got up and cancelled 'Prince Tezuka' off the costumes list.
"Tezuka buchou!" the boy who had been taking Fuji's measurements called out. "Tezuka
buchou. Fuji-senpai asks how you would like his dress to be. He said the prince should decide."
Tezuka was thinking 'what the hell does Fuji think he's doing!'. He looked at the first year. "No comment." He muttered.
Fuji, who caught Tezuka staring at him for a brief second, grinned.
"Um…What did you say, Tezuka buchou?" the first year didn't hear what Tezuka said.
"Nothing." Tezuka said, keeping his face expressionless. Any sign of a different facial expression would keep Fuji in fits of laughter for the next few days. He couldn't afford to haven that. "I mean, leave it to Ryuuzaki-sensei to decide."
The 1st year boy pushed up his glasses, scribbled a few notes on his piece of paper and nodded.
Next to Tezuka, the 1st year measuring Kawamura frowned. "Hmm…Kawamura-senpai, would you like wings?"
"Wings?" Kawamura stared at the boy. "Uh, no."
"So…Would you like to bring your own outfit or…" the short 1st year crossed out the word 'wings'.
"Um, sure." Kawamura nodded. He still couldn't believe he was the fairy godfather.
"Oishi-senpai…" a short 2nd year frowned as he measured Oishi's legs. "Do you want your dress to be, er…Specially made?"
Oishi frowned. "Specially made?"
"Um…Yes. As in, do you want anything special like ribbons or flowers?" the 2nd year asked.
"Er, um, normal would be fine." Oishi managed a weak smile. "Anything that wouldn't leave me permanently scarred for life would do." he thought.
"Sure. And what colour would your wig be?" the 2nd year stood up.
Oishi had totally forgotten about the fact that he had to wear a wig. "Of course!" he silently
cursed himself. "My hair's too short." "Er…Black?"
The 2nd year nodded as he scribbled it down.
"Kikumaru-senpai?" a 2nd year asked in a low voice. "How would you like your dresses to be?"
Eiji smiled. "Nya…Cute?"
The 2nd year nodded. "As for your wig?"
"Hmm…" Eiji said thoughtfully. "Pink!"
Meanwhile, the 1st year taking Inui's measurements was having a headache.
"The chances that Momoshiro and Kaidoh wearing dresses are less than 50...I must make a new Inui juice." He nodded. He looked at the first year. "There is no need for measurements. I will make my own costumes."
The first year nodded meekly and crossed out Inui's name.
Pretty soon, everyone was done and they went off for recess.
Inui frowned as he approached his secret laboratory in the Seishun Gakuen Junior high section's campus. He unlocked the 6 locks surrounding it (yes, more security after Kaidoh got in and accidentally choked on magical mixture 7.35 untested) and entered.
He looked at the materials assembled on his table. It included slices of rotten mushrooms, rat tails, and a huge tub of his latest invention, Inui's dreammaker 0.7 untested. It was transparent and looked like ordinary water, but its effects were horrifying. He had made that for their before Nationals training camp.
He looked at the incomplete Inui's Special memory power-up juice (strawberry flavour) on the table.
Grinning like a mad scientist, he opened the refrigerator and started to take out ingredients to complete his juice in time for the rehearsal the next day.
A/n: Yay! One more chapter done! More madness coming soon.
